What exactly was behind Cen Haonan?
A spectral figure is holding a knife, continuously slashing at Cen Haonan's neck! Its face is twisted with savagery! It seems to hold a deep grudge against him! How can Cen Haonan possibly sleep well with something like this latched onto him? This thing is probably slashing at his neck even while he sleeps!
"What?" Cen Haonan was stunned. "Brother Su, what did you just say? What's latched onto me?"
"Brother Cen," Su Xuan said, pushing his glass away. His voice was grim. "Do you know someone with a scar on his lip and a chip in his front tooth?"
The features he described belonged to the spectral figure behind Cen Haonan.
"Ah?!" Cen Haonan's eyes widened in shock when he heard Su Xuan's words.
He did know someone like that, but he'd met him over a decade ago. How would Su Xuan know about this person?
"Did you have a falling out with him?" Seeing Cen Haonan's expression, Su Xuan knew he had guessed correctly.
