Get out of here!

What practice?

Xie Ai's mind raced with fear and confusion as he looked around, his brow furrowing in worry. His outstretched hand found nothing but empty air where the wall should have been.

It seemed the wall beside him suddenly disappeared. The realization sent a sinking feeling to the pit of his stomach. He still clenched his teeth and spoke, his voice trembling, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Whether it was a ghost or a human, surely they wouldn't harm him unless he confessed, right? Then he wouldn't confess at all!

Earlier, before returning to the building, he had kept the sword that Yu Weimin had given him and securely fastened it to his waist. Now, he felt a sense of relief in having made that decision.