516, Offensive Talent

Lying on the spacious bed, Xiuling couldn't sleep—not because of the strange note, but because it was too quiet. Usually, at Kunlun, before going to bed at night, he could always hear the ghostly wails of Hei, the flood dragon. But today, the flood dragon was unusually well-behaved, sleeping like a little black pig as soon as it hit the bed, leaving Xiuling with no one to deal with.

So, aimlessly, Xiuling felt an emptiness inside, as if something was missing.

As for the others, Xiuchen was just a child in his early teens, the carefree kind. After taking a bath, he jumped onto the big bed, rolled around a few times, and then slept soundly. Weiwei had been exhausted during this period, and almost immediately fell asleep after putting on her eye mask.

It was because of this that the entire villa had an aura of silence, coupled with the fog outside. Looking out the window now, Xiuling felt as if he were in Silent Hill.

"Got something to show you."