Chapter 50 Essos Ghost Grass

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The coffee table was nearly filled with various manuscripts and notes, a gap held a cup of cooled coffee, a plate of crumbled pastries, and in the corner, a small pot.

Inside the pot, the plant was pitch-black with hints of purple, its shape resembling a sunflower that had withered, been dipped in ink, dried out, and then upended and placed there, extremely inconspicuous.

Hoo!

A gust of night wind blew open the curtains, swept across the living room, and rustled the withered leaves and branches of the plant.

Was it the wind that moved them?

The night wind was gentle, but occasionally there was a stronger gust, which made the lamp beside Tang Qi sway slightly, as well as the light with it.

In the creaking noise, another sound was mixed in.

"Pfft~"

The withered plant in the pot suddenly leapt out, just like a bizarre insect, lunging at Tang Qi's face with extreme precision.

In his sleep, disturbed by the noise, a high school student would have virtually no defense at all.