The corridor was empty and every sound seemed loud.
"Master is in there," Ning Feng said, looking at the tightly shut door.
After speaking, he grasped the door handle and turned it.
As the door opened, Jian Qing lifted her gaze to see a room so dark as to be impenetrable. It was dim and eerily quiet.
After a moment of silence, she turned to look at the man beside her, "Xiaojing, wait for me here."
"Alright." Quan Jingwu nodded.
Jian Qing stepped inside, and Ning Feng closed the door behind her, leaving it slightly ajar.
Entering the room, a pungent smell of alcohol hit her straight in the face.
Jian Qing frowned. Relying on her good vision, she found the switch on the wall and walked over to it, pressing it with a "click".
The luxurious crystal light brightened, its soft halo illuminating each corner of the room and driving away the uneasy darkness.
Almost simultaneously, a hoarse voice growled out.
"Ning Feng, turn off the light and get out!"
