The cultured man's words made Jiang Beiyu realize his predicament.
He's been unlucky since childhood, but his life is still intact, although now, ordinary ghosts can no longer get close to him.
The tide of bad luck seemed to have gone away just like that.
But hearing Su Nanzhi say that, he suddenly realized that maybe, not everything had completely gone away.
At this moment, Jiang Beiyu heard a slow knocking on the door.
A chilling air seeped through the door cracks.
Jiang Beiyu: "..."
He remained expressionless: "Su Xiaozhi, should we open this door?"
Su Nanzhi thought for a moment and stood up: "Let's open it then, to avoid damaging the hotel's door and having to pay for it."
Jiang Beiyu: "..."
He stood up and pulled the young girl behind him.
Su Nanzhi: "I'm not afraid."
