Sun Yugang was motionless.
At first, Sun Yugang's breathing had been steady, but for some reason, as the young wife extended her hand, Sun Yugang didn't react at all.
He couldn't even move his face.
The young wife froze, shocked by Sun Yugang's lack of response.
Behind her, Chu Dazhuang watched and narrowed his eyes. Leaning against the doorway, he reached out with an extremely subtle motion and quietly locked the door.
After securing the lock, Chu Dazhuang paused for a moment, then continued standing there, looking puzzled, and urged them on.
"What's wrong? Why isn't my elder brother responding at all?"
The young wife, upon hearing this, was now too frightened to move.
The very same Sun Yugang, who had just been breathing normally and seemed fine, was now inexplicably unresponsive.
As if he were dead.
At that thought, the young wife's body went rigid.
Could it be that Sun Yugang was really dead?
