Lin Hang awkwardly said, "They seem to have misunderstood our...relationship."
"Ignore it." I replied calmly, paying no attention to these idle rumors.
We're not in the same circle anyway, and we won't see each other again.
A foul stench filled the rental room.
Those unaware would think a can of fermented herring had been opened, the smell was so nauseating.
Lin Hang seemed unfazed after being exposed to it, "Luckily I've smelled worse, otherwise I'd be dizzy from this."
I closed the door, blocking out any nosy chatter, and followed the smell into the bedroom.
Upon closer inspection, I was completely dumbfounded.
The wooden wall separating the two families had a large hole blasted through it by someone.
The rooms were completely connected, and through the wall was Drunkard Huang's bedroom bed.
With just one glance, I saw two stiff corpses, and the poisoned snakes crawling all over them.
