"Thud, thud, thud" Within a few steps, he reached the bed. Lou Huixiang raised his hand to smack the wily lad awake, but as the hand was lifted midair, it hesitated to fall. It wasn't a moment of compassion; rather, he also harbored some wariness towards the youngster.
Without delving too far back, it was just recently that this young man had shielded him from blame, acting quite honorably in the matter with Zhang Songde. Should he become this young man's enemy, there was no guarantee that upon daybreak, he wouldn't spill the entirety of the previous night's events. Judging by Xiang Fengchen's temperamental nature, Lou Huixiang might find himself in an unbearable predicament.
Moreover, it was Fang Zhou who had first looked outside tonight, yet why was it Zhang Songde who ended up entangled by the ghost?
Was it simply Zhang Songde's fate to encounter such a disaster, or was this youngster also no common folk, playing the pig to eat the tiger here?
