As I stepped out of the bathroom, I immediately noticed something was off. The air in the room felt tense, and a shadow caught my eye in the corner. There, standing silently like a phantom, was a man clad in black. My eyebrow shot up in surprise, but before I could say a word, the ninja swiftly threw something in my direction.
Instinctively, I reached out and caught the object, which revealed itself to be a folded letter. "What's this about?" I asked, my voice a mixture of curiosity and wariness. The ninja remained silent, offering no explanation or response.
I hesitantly unfolded the letter, and as I did so, the letters on the page seemed to come to life. They rose up, rearranging themselves in midair to form an image of a man I recognized as Zhang Wei.
