The room was dimly lit.
A single point of light shone at the far end.
It came from a desk where a pale-skinned man was sitting.
The man seemed to sense Hu Qi's arrival.
He looked up.
His gaze fell upon Hu Qi, scrutinizing and appraising him.
He raised his hands and began to clap.
"You truly are full of surprises!"
As he spoke, his bloodshot eyes swept up and down Hu Qi's form.
It was as if he were looking at some kind of monster.
It was no wonder he looked at him that way.
Although he had high hopes for Hu Qi, he'd only thought he had a sliver of potential.
He never expected that he could simply ignore the obliterating power of the Bloody Apartment's rules, much less fight nearly a hundred script actors who wielded the Dream Eye all by himself.
"You're not afraid of me?"
Hu Qi opened his palm. The massive black hammer distorted, then melted into shadow and vanished into his hand.
"Heh, why should I be? I..."
The man shook his head.
