That person then searched various places in the manor, presumably without finding anything here.
He must have gone search elsewhere.
Jiang Yining lay on the bed and sighed tiredly as she pondered silently.
She wondered if it was because she had changed her place to sleep, oddly enough, she felt more at ease.
After a short pondering, she fell into a deep sleep.
When she woke up again, the sky outside was already as dark as ink.
The lights were off in the room and it was dark.
When Jiang Yining got up in a daze, she caught a glimpse of a fluorescent light flashing on the ceiling. At first, she thought it was just an illusion, but when she rubbed her eyes and looked back again, she clearly saw that the ceiling was indeed filled with dots of dark light. Moreover, these lights twinkled in a quite rhythmic pattern.
Jiang Yining exclaimed, then turned on the lights and took out a pen and paper.