Chapter 118: [Second Night] (8000 words)
Chen Yan had always believed in one principle: what is called a "secret" can only be a secret when only one person knows about it! The moment more than one person knows, it is no longer a secret.
This belief was ingrained in his mind, irrespective of how close his relationship with Chu Keqing was, or whether Chu Keqing was trustworthy or not.
Only cards known to oneself can be called trump cards!
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The hourglass had resumed counting down, and Chen Yan meditated for a while on the bed. The room was silent, and naturally, there were no noises in the corridor either.
After contemplating, he slowly walked to the door—although the puppet had said the room was safe during the day, Chen Yan was still curious: what dangers might lurk in the hallway?
With this in mind, he pressed his face against the peephole to observe carefully.
The moment his left eye pressed against the peephole… Chen Yan's hair stood on end!
