The night breeze was a bit chilly.
Even though there were no windows in the hallway, the wind somehow found its way through.
Chi Yue felt a bit cold when she stepped out, wrapping her coat tighter, shrinking her neck, still caught by a gust of cold wind that made her choke.
"Achoo—"
Someone was coming up the stairs.
She glanced up and saw a person dressed head to toe in black: hat, glasses, trench coat, and scarf covering most of his face, making it nearly impossible to discern his features. But out of familiarity, she realized that this was one of the guests she had seen when she went to fetch hot water earlier in the evening.
Unable to see his face clearly, she recognized him by his attire.
The two exchanged a distant look, and the man, carrying something, passed by Chi Yue heading towards the innermost room of the corridor.
