Chapter 33 Going Downstairs

Clearly,

The opened window on the balcony was deliberately left by the intruder, the goal being to lure Luo Di over, with his back facing [it].

Even with quick reflexes, it was already too late.

"Wu..."

Not a single word could be shouted out before

the cold, soft, and moist hair had already crept up Luo Di's neck, promptly sealing his mouth shut, ensuring silence. The noise inside the room would never exceed the white noise of the torrential rain.

The hair entwined around his face was eerily flexible, simply impossible to tear off with fingers alone.

All Luo Di could do was to try his best to turn around and,

just as he completed the turn, a few more strands of hair swiftly attacked, binding his limbs and pushing him towards the wall behind him.

The hair even had a sticky quality to it, much like spider silk. Luo Di was spread-eagled and stuck to the wall, unable to move, as the excess hair retracted.