"Thud, thud, thud!"
Barely pausing, Su Changkong had reached the door and knocked.
The noise inside ceased abruptly, and soon an angry roar erupted, "I'm busy with something, talk later!"
"Thud, thud, thud!"
With an expressionless face, Su Changkong continued to knock.
"Damn it! I'm going to skin you alive!"
A series of sounds of clothing being put on followed, and an exasperated voice, anyone would be enraged when interrupted at such a time.
In just a few breaths, the door was violently flung open, and a man with a face reddened by anger appeared in the doorway.
"Who are you? Are you sick…"
Upon seeing Su Changkong at the door, the man glared at him, puzzled, since he did not recognize the person before him, and didn't he instruct two underlings to guard the staircase?
The man realized something was amiss and opened his mouth to shout loudly.
"It's him!"
