"Player number 0000, please note! Xu Qin's friendliness has increased by one! Mind reading and seamless cooperation, your relationship has just become much closer."
Han Fei's mind was once again filled with a system notification, his words seemed to have struck a chord with Xu Qin.
"Sis, you aren't thinking the same way, are you?"
After putting away the dinner knife she had cleaned, Xu Qin glanced at Han Fei's injured arm and whispered two words, "No rush."
Under Xu Qin's lead, they left the third floor, passed through several empty rooms, and following a specific pattern, arrived at the first floor.
Almost all the rooms in this old, dilapidated building were interconnected, though most of them had been rigged with traps which could be fatal if not carefully navigated.
"Rest here for a moment; I'll go find some food and medicine for you." Xu Qin turned and entered the kitchen, a room that seemed to be her stronghold in the Butcher's house.