"Are you sure it is a good idea to go on the third floor alone, with just a ghost for a company?" Zan Fanteng tugged on his hair nervously. "Actually, no, scratch that. Of course it is not. Are you crazy? Have you hit your head when you fell down the stairs? Should we take you to the hospital? Yeah, no, why am I even asking. Fanhan, let's tie him up and stuff him in the car. He had obviously lost it."
"But, ge," Zan Fanhan spoke softly, interrupting her brother's tirade. "We shouldn't tie him up again. We already did that only a few days ago! We should do it consensually this time. I'm sure that if we ask nicely, he will agree to go peacefully. Right, Lingyi?"
Yu Qingyu massaged his temples. The twins' complaints were giving him a headache… Of course he knew it was crazy. Did they really think that he genuinely wanted to go on the third floor? When it wasn't even certain whether Liu Wei would be able to accompany him or not? But what else was he supposed to do?
