"You didn't look down and see a bloody hand, did you..."
"You guessed wrong. When I looked down, there was nothing on my ankle, but it was icy cold, as if a block of ice was pressed against my ankle. At that moment, I even wondered if I was getting sick. But soon after, I didn't think that anymore, because I clearly felt someone pat me on the shoulder."
"I told you, room 404 was completely empty, not even a mouse, let alone a Ghostly Apparition. Suddenly feeling a pat on my shoulder frightened me. I whirled around... guess what terrifying thing I saw?"
"Damn it, not this again. Can't you just say it all at once instead of always leaving me hanging?" I said irritably.
"I can't say it all at once? It's you who keeps interrupting me, okay? Alright, let's not argue about this. If you want me to finish the story, from now on, don't speak anymore. Do you think that works?" Qian Wang pushed the responsibility onto me.
I shrugged helplessly and then nodded firmly.
