As Huo Sichen drifted into sleep, he suddenly toppled and landed on the carpeted floor.
Fortunately, the thick carpet cushioned his fall, preventing any pain. Still in a daze, he reached out to touch beside him.
"Zaizai?"
Feeling around, empty space met his touch, and he instantly jolted awake. Blinking his bleary eyes, he quickly scanned his surroundings.
"Zaizai?"
Bun Bun's voice came from the balcony, "Third Brother, Zaizai and Second Brother are on this side of the balcony, watching the night parade of ghosts."
Huo Sichen: "...What's that?"
The night parade of ghosts?
They were watching something like that?
Were they curious?
Of course they were!
In a hurry, Huo Sichen rushed over, squeezed in between his second brother and Bun Bun, and pulled her into his arms. His eyes widened, and he stared fixedly outside.
A black shadow fell before his eyes, and Huo Sichen instinctively looked down.