Langdu Hotel, we've arrived.
Li Xuanji booked two rooms. Ideally, there should have been three, but only two were left. So, the silver-haired girl had to share a room with Liu Yichen.
If it weren't for the terrifying sight on the side of the silver-haired girl's face, Li Xuanji would have envied Liu Yichen's good luck. But now, he admired Liu Yichen's courage. Damn, even as an Imperial Physician who had witnessed countless bloody scenes, he was almost scared to death; yet Liu Yichen seemed unbothered!
Li Xuanji actually found it a bit strange. Normally, seeing some bones shouldn't have scared him like that. But upon seeing that half-angel, half-demon face, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, an inexplicable sense of panic and fear.
Li Xuanji had a vague premonition: This silver-haired girl surely harbored an enormous secret, and what she brought would definitely not be good fortune.
