Because I can see it, I am even more curious about Yan Huailiu's motive for doing this.
The person hasn't changed, why has his temperament changed?
Could it be that... he really went crazy and damaged his brain?
The second floor was empty and so quiet that you could hear footsteps.
Gu Xingyun did not stop here, but walked straight towards the third floor.
The barrier at the entrance didn't budge at all. He placed his hand on it and felt a tingling sensation of resistance.
There was a barrier blocking the view, so I couldn't see what was inside at all, let alone whether there was anyone inside.
"Master? Master, are you here?"
Gu Xingyun called out a few times and put his ear close to listen to the movement inside.
"Master, I have something I want to discuss with you. Master, can you hear me?"
He spoke softly, fearing that the young disciple below might hear him.
Although he didn't get any response, Gu Xingyun was very sure that Yan Huailiu was here.
He had been abused for so long that his body had long been trained to develop muscle memory: as long as he was ten meters away from Yan Huailiu, his right little finger would start to ache dully.
Thanks to Yan Huailiu who cruelly stepped on his fingers when he was young, he had nightmares for many years.
This intuition has never been wrong.
His fingers were already aching from the moment he stepped onto the stairs from the second to the third floor.
Gu Xingyun raised his voice slightly: "Master, Junior Brother Yu has been clamoring to find you. Junior Uncle has been bothered by trivial matters these days and keeps asking me about your whereabouts. Master, if you can hear me, could you please come back earlier? Master..."
He was like a trained mynah bird, calling "Master" non-stop.
Yan Huailiu, who had been staying in a secret room without sunlight and had no idea what year it was, was finally awakened by the sound.
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