Fear spread through his limbs. He gradually closed his eyes, as if he had already lost all signs of life.
Su Nian frowned, looking at the dense, oppressive resentment filling the room. The dark energy seeped out from the gaps in the door little by little, rolling like dry ice vapor. The black mist was incredibly thick.
Her expression darkened. The problem with this house was quite severe. With her brow furrowed, she pushed the door open.
Lin Yaya followed curiously behind her, leaning forward to peek inside. Everything looked exactly as it had before, except for two things: the bathroom door was now open, and the real estate agent who had just walked in was nowhere to be seen.
"Master, that guy is gone!" Lin Yaya whispered cautiously, glancing around in a panic.
However, Su Nian's gaze was fixed intently on the bathroom. "He didn't just disappear," she replied softly, stepping forward to walk toward the bathroom.
