At the doorway.
When that hand rested on Du Wei's shoulder, a chilling sensation seeped into his organs through his shoulder.
It felt as if he had swallowed a block of ice in the extreme cold of winter.
It was the Evil Spirit...
Unconsciously, Du Wei drew in a breath of cold air.
He sensed the strangeness coming from his shoulder.
Yet his gaze remained calm and terrifying, completely unaffected by the Evil Spirit behind him.
With an expressionless face, he turned his head and said to the arm resting on his shoulder, "Do you think I didn't see you?"
The entire arm, as though fused with the darkness, reached out from behind the door, yet its full shape was invisible.
It seemed that the Evil Spirit had only one arm.
Without any hesitation, Du Wei, holding the Dagger, thrust it straight into the arm.
Whoosh...
The hand withdrew back into the room as if electrocuted.
