"Alright, I'll give it a try." Ye Ying glanced around at the situation. Going up the stairs was unlikely, as it was too conspicuous.
The window was the only option.
After surveying the area, Ye Ying identified the specific room and vanished from sight without a trace.
Like a wraith, he evaded the surveillance and patrolling eyes, swiftly scaling the back wall and smoothly opening the window to slip inside.
"Who's there?" Mu Ke had just turned over in bed, instinctively sensing something amiss, and reached for the baseball bat at his side, ready to swing.
"Wait, Mr. Mu." Ye Ying quickly spoke to stop him and swiftly jumped down from the window.
"Who are you?" Mu Ke was frozen, his face terrifyingly sinister without the Ghost Mask, the effects of the chemicals not yet washed off.
"Ah!" The camera swept across his face, causing Mu Yin to scream in fright.
"Don't be scared..." Bo Fengheng quickly pulled her face into his chest, "It's okay."
