The Strange Visitor

The man within the room was as young as Deng Wu, about twenty years of age. His face was incredibly handsome. His long black hair was tied up with elaborate white jade jewelry. His skin was as white as newly fallen snow, and his eyes reminded one of a beautiful phoenix, black as the moonless midnight sky.

This handsome man was smiling as he was conversing with Deng Wu and Xu Piao, but his smile grew as Hui Yue walked through the door.

“Hello!” he called out, “My name is Zhong Fai. I am so sorry for interrupting you and your friends who are here together, but I am on my own and when I saw that someone was living next door, how could I not come by to visit?”

This whole time he was friendly as ever, and although he seemed genuine, Hui Yue had an increasingly eerie feeling the more the young man spoke.