The hallway lights were dim, wrapping the four of them in quiet comfort as they parted ways, each heading toward their rooms. The mansion settled into silence again, leaving only the distant whisper of the night wind against the windows.
Tang Fei rode the elevator down to the second floor, the soft hum of its descent and rise a muted counterpoint to the stillness. When the doors slid open, the corridor greeted her with its low golden glow, sconces casting long shadows where the shadow guards lingered silently, their presence almost blending into the walls.
She tiptoed toward the master bedroom, each step measured, her fingers brushing lightly against the polished railing as though to steady herself.
Reaching the tall double doors, she eased one open with careful precision. The room beyond was cloaked in darkness, only the faint rise and fall of Huo Ting Cheng's breathing breaking the silence.
