The strong light flashed again, this time Qian Cangyi and Ning Jing were transported to He Hongxin's room.
It was already 4 a.m., but the light in the room was still on, brightening up the whole space. He Hongxin was lying on the bed, eyes closed, shouting, "Don't come here, don't come here, it wasn't me, it wasn't me!" Suddenly, he bolted up from the bed, bathed in sweat.
Upon recognizing his own room, He Hongxin sighed in relief and reached for the teacup on the bedside table.
Then, he screamed as if he'd seen something terrifying and knocked over the teacup.
This serious?
Qian Cangyi was somewhat surprised, because He Hongxin's previous statement of 'Three minutes have gone by' had left a deep impression on him.
The strong light flared up again at this point.
