4-18: The Ghost King's Warning

The man's words startled Huaiyan.

The boy's eyes widened, and he immediately defended Jiang Feng: "But Brother Feng, he likes me."

In the original storyline, at this point, the original owner was still madly infatuated with Jiang Feng.

It's normal for someone to say such infatuated things, like being willing to risk everything for love.

But to the Ghost King, these words truly reflected the saying, "Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly."

The man almost gritted his teeth as he said, word by word, "Say it again?"

Perhaps it was the chilling coldness in the man's words that was so obvious.

Huaiyan shrank back and immediately fell silent.

"Don't be angry anymore..." the boy said softly and gently, "Next time I want to change rooms, I'll definitely tell you in advance."

"There will be a next time."

Before the boy could finish speaking, the man coldly mocked, "You wouldn't want this."

The man's tone was chilling, as if filled with rage, like a warning from the Grim Reaper.

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When Huaiyan finished dressing and left the room, it was already more than ten minutes later.

He stood at the end of the corridor and saw people constantly going in and coming out of the door of his original room.

Huai Yan strolled over.

At this moment, Huai Yan looked as if he had just woken up, his eyes still sleepy.

"Young Master."

The maids began to see Huaiyan.

They bowed their heads respectfully and naturally changed their original address to "Young Master".

Huai Yan nodded, then frowned and asked, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"Young Master." The head maid took a small step forward.

She explained, "The young master was frightened and said there was a ghost in the room."

"A ghost?" Huai Yan's voice rose slightly, her tone full of disbelief. "Where would a ghost come from in a perfectly fine room?"

The maids looked at each other, their eyes filled with the same emotions as Huai Yan's.

“Young Master, when we arrived, the Young Master was already like this,” the maid quickly distanced herself from the incident. “He pointed to the door and said there was a ghost at the door.”

Huai Yan paused, turned her head to look at everyone, and asked, "You all saw it too?"

The maid shook her head and answered honestly once more.

So Huaiyan felt relieved and made up a story: "Then he just has insomnia and is paranoid."

In the end, Huaiyan did not go into the room to see Lin Mu.

It's not that I don't want to, it's mainly because...

That room was where Huai Yan had stayed. Although he had only stayed there for a few days, he had developed a fondness for it.

So he didn't want to know what Lin Mu had changed the room into.

Moreover, while others may not know, Huaiyan knows very well.

The villa really does have a ghost king.

The Ghost King can travel at will, and if he wants to go out to find someone, he can do so completely without anyone noticing.

But if they create some kind of commotion, the meaning becomes easy to understand.

The man was tormenting Lin Mu, and with malicious intent.

Huaiyan was afraid that if she entered the room and saw Lin Mu's half-dead state, she would burst out laughing.

However, when Huaiyan returned to his room, he still laughed for a full five minutes.

When Huaiyan woke up the next day, everyone in the villa already knew about it.

Sure enough, such things spread the fastest in a villa.

Huaiyan stood by the window, looking at the group of people gathered in the garden.

Actually, the location of his room is excellent.

Because the villa has a large garden, almost every room facing the sun can see the garden.

And Huaiyan's shop happens to occupy the central location.

Therefore, he could hear their discussion very clearly.

The content was quite normal, nothing more than what happened to Lin Mu last night.

But as Huaiyan listened, she felt that something was off.

"That new guy who came last night, I don't know what he was yelling about in the middle of the night," one of the maids yawned and complained, "a whole bunch of us had to keep him company until the wee hours."

"That's right."

"I haven't slept well, and I have to get up early to work my shift."

"He even said there were ghosts."

As the group began to chatter, the maid snorted and said loudly, "It's not that there are ghosts in the villa, I think it's that he has a guilty conscience."

“Who says otherwise?” someone quickly chimed in, “They took the young master’s room, so they’re not guilty about staying there!”

The moment the young master was mentioned, everyone's voices immediately fell silent.

The maid, however, was not afraid and continued, "I think our lady was farsighted."

Perhaps it was the maid who started it, because the others started talking like a floodgate had opened.

The short-haired maid looked around before lowering her voice and whispering, "Guess whether the person the madam invited back is still here."

Seeing her cautious demeanor, the maid's voice involuntarily softened.

"He's long gone, isn't he?" The maid swallowed hard. "Didn't they say the young master couldn't control him? So the madam asked him to leave."

"Are you stupid?!"

The short-haired maid looked at the ignorant crowd and said with exasperation, "What happened last night was probably done by that person."

"No, no way?" The youngest maid's eyes widened. "What about the young master?"

A moment of silence fell over everyone.

Finally, the short-haired maid sighed: "Anyway, as long as he doesn't harm the young master, the madam probably won't care."

As they chatted, they abruptly changed the subject, no longer continuing with this unsettling matter.

"Hey," the maid who started earlier seemed to remember something and added, "Do you think the young master really likes that Jiang something-or-other?"

The mention of gossip reignited the previously subdued atmosphere.

“Of course not,” the short-haired maid said confidently. “Last time, the young master threw the porridge he brought directly into the trash can!”

"Yes, yes, I saw it too!"

"Plain congee is so shabby!"

"How could the young master have taken a liking to him?"

After complaining for seven or eight minutes, the short-haired maid made the final statement: "I think our young master is just playing with him."

After all, the young master usually has a haughty and unsmiling demeanor.

Previously, a few friends, like Jiang Feng, who seemed to have a good relationship with the young master, had occasionally come to the villa.

There are both men and women.

However, each time it never lasts more than three months.

Three months later, those people never appeared in the villa again.

So no matter how many times Jiang Feng comes to the villa now, or how affectionate he seems to be with the young master.

Even though he identifies himself as the young master's "boyfriend".

They all knew that Jiang Feng's final destination was only one.

They were already used to it.

The young masters of Beijing's elite circles are never short of people eager to climb the social ladder.

What's missing is sincerity.

Seeing that the group had changed the subject, Huaiyan withdrew his gaze with little interest.

He was now curious about who the "that person" the maids were talking about was.

It sounds a bit like the Ghost King in the villa.

Because one of the short-haired maids used the word "please".

As the saying goes, it's easy to invite a god, but difficult to send him away.

The word "please" can be used, as well as vague terms like "that person".

The other party must be no ordinary person.

Huaiyan didn't mind having another person to protect him.

I just don't know if the Ghost King is more powerful.

"That one" is still more capable.

But as it stands, the villa should only contain the Ghost King.

"Perhaps the Ghost King defeated Him?" 073 speculated. "Anyway, the Ghost King didn't harm you."

This makes 073 suspicious of the ghost king that Huaiyan is now encountering.

Is it really the same super villain that the first five batches of hosts encountered, who would start killing people at the slightest disagreement?

Or does the Ghost King have ulterior motives?

Otherwise, a major villain would not have killed the previous batches of hosts in the middle of the night as he had done.

She was excessively gentle with Huaiyan, repeatedly reminding him to break up with Jiang Feng.

Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly.

073 felt that what the Ghost King coveted was largely Huai inkstone.

At the very beginning, when Huaiyan was entangled with the Ghost King, 073 had a vague feeling.

Huai Yan naturally knew this, but for him, it was a good thing.

If we could drag the Ghost King out until the mission was over, that would be ideal.

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a strong force pulled the boy into a slightly cool embrace.

Huaiyan was startled, but didn't struggle much.

He was already used to men appearing and disappearing unpredictably.

"No, it's nothing." The boy's body trembled slightly, his fluttering eyelashes like butterflies about to take flight.

He glanced at the maids still talking in the garden and unconsciously asked, "What did you do to him last night?"

Huaiyan couldn't grasp the gist of what the maid had said in just a few words.

The best approach is to ask directly.

"Nothing much," the man chuckled lightly, his tone indifferent. "You seem quite concerned about him?"

The boy shook his head subconsciously and explained, "I just overheard them talking about it, and... that's my room too."

"You know it's yours."

The man's voice was cold and deep, "Little liar."

He said softly, "I'm not his biological son, so I should give in to him."

"Give in to him?" The man's tone suddenly dropped as he retorted, "He stole your boyfriend, and you're going to give in to him too?"

"No, that's not it. Lin Mu might just be thinking..."

He asked casually, "Or... do you not care at all? Have you already found the next one?"

"Is that Jin Xiuchen?"