The figure was disheveled, hair in wild tangles, making it impossible to tell if it was male or female. 0

At this time, a pair of bloodshot eyes peeked through the door crack, spying on Li Yanchu.0

However, Li Yanchu’s gaze was icy, like a bolt of cold lightning. The person hiding behind the door froze, then recoiled at the intensity of his stare!0

The loft sank into absolute silence and became deathly quiet. With a thought, Li Yanchu vanished from the bed and reappeared in the corridor outside the room.0

Daoist arts: Godspeed! Wallbreak!0

Before he could examine closely, the scene abruptly shifted. Li Yanchu realized he was no longer in the Xu residence loft; instead, he was in a woman’s boudoir. The bedding was warm, white drapes hung around, and a faint fragrance filled the a...0