"Who's there?" Lin Xuan Qi stood up and asked.
No one answered.
There was only silence in the still of the night.
Drip.
The sound of water dripping down from his body into the bathtub could be heard.
He stepped out of the bathtub and grabbed his long jacket that was by the side.
After covering himself with it, he walked towards the door of his room.
As he got closer, he heard a soft whimper.
Thud.
Before he could react, the door was slammed open, and a figure came into his room.
He wanted to shout for Lee He Song, but the figure dressed in black clothes and with the face covered in a mask tried to stop him.
The figure brought up the index finger to where the lips were.
Gesturing for him to keep quiet.
With the flickering candlelight in his room, he could see that the figure was a woman.
The tight black clothes wrapping closely to her body, showcasing the chest and waistline, were unmistakably a woman's.
