The Ghostly Tenant

Jing Jiu grabbed the alarm through the space and squeezed it into pieces.

The ear-splitting sound of the alarm stopped abruptly.

He thought that this magic treasure must have been triggered when it sensed the sound of a stranger.

It seemed that the people in this world lived a rather anxious life.

Yet, judging from the large number of magic treasures in this regular residential house, the ware sects must have a high status here.

While thinking of all this, Jing Jiu walked into the bathroom, tossed the powder in his hand into the toilet, and then pressed the button to wash it down.

He had seen the girl use this object in the early morning and knew it was an automatic toilet. It was a curious item, but he didn't feel too sentimental about it because he was not to use it anyway.