The surrounding blossoms rustled and swayed, their petals tumbling across the silken fabric, creating a beautiful yet mysterious scene. The air was thick with the fragrance of the flowers, creating a sense of peace and comfort. But Blore had no time to appreciate the beauty; his heart was filled with doubt and uneasiness.

The only sound in the room besides Blore's footsteps was the faint rustle of the candlelight. This sound was particularly clear in the silent environment, making him feel an inexplicable tension. He didn't know where he was, nor did he know what would happen next.

Blore took a deep breath and decided to go find Zhang San's body that Fang Ruyue had hidden first.

*

When Nan Song woke up, she found herself lying on the same bed with Lu Nan Yao from Group A. She stood up suddenly and felt a black shadow flash before her eyes. Colorful silks were hanging everywhere in front of her eyes. The decent furniture around her looked a bit like black walnut. The beams and pillars everywhere also looked like black walnut. There were candles everywhere around, and the light and shadows were dim.

Lu Nanyao woke up soon. She sat up, looked around, and reached out her hand to Nansong.

"Lu Nanyao, please take care of me."

Nansong was stunned, so he simply took her hand. Before she finished saying "Nansong", a strange female voice came out.

“The situation here is very strange, let’s act together as two people and try to find a partner first.

She just asked us to find the cause, and she didn't tell us anything no matter how we told her. The situation is very difficult for us, so let's find clues first."

Lu Nanyao looked at Nansong, and Nansong nodded quickly.

Nan Song was always a little absent-minded. She always felt that something was watching them, which made her feel very bad. There were many flowers and trees around, swaying without wind, and suddenly footsteps were heard between the silk.