It did not take long for the three of them to notice one another's presence.
"You're here," Ye Jian said.
"I am," Ning Xi replied.
She looked at Ye Jian as if she wanted to say more, but the loud explosive sounds and the moaning of women coming from inside Lin Feng's room stopped her.
"What do you think Mentor Lin Feng is doing inside?" Ning Xi asked, her face flushing deeply.
The noises were impossible to ignore.
Along with the strange booming sounds came the moans of women.
They were not just one voice, but many different voices overlapping.
"Only Young Master Lin Feng knows for sure," Ye Jian replied. "But I've heard those kinds of moans before. It's the sound a woman makes in the last moments of her life."
Ye Jian was much older than Ning Xi and had seen enough of the world to know how ugly it could be.
