After spending a whole day in the Wuyi Mountains, everyone returned to Nanping Prefecture's hotel to spend the night.
There was nothing much to say about spending the night. There were no girls sneaking in for a night attack, nor were there any pillow parties. It was just completing the daily practice of dual-cultivation breathing with Zhao Yuanzhen before sending her back to her own room—Chen Lingyun was sharing a room with Lin Ning, and he was sharing with Su Yunjin. Not returning to their own rooms for the night would definitely raise suspicions.
Yan Yu lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep, his consciousness gradually sinking into a dream.
In the hazy rain of the night, he stood in the room of an apartment.
Beneath his feet, in a puddle of blood, lay several bodies, arranged haphazardly. Were there two... or three? He couldn't quite remember.
Yan Yu looked toward the slightly ajar bedroom door and walked over with steady steps.