Bai Qiuyue smiled faintly. "Well, it's time to go."
Inside the inn, Mo Kuang, who had been preparing for a life-or-death battle with the fetus in his belly, suddenly went still.
He closed his eyes, leaned back, and fell onto the bed.
A moment later, when Mo Kuang opened his eyes again, his eyeballs, which should have been black and white, had bizarrely turned pure black.
His black eyes were densely packed with even darker specks, like a honeycomb teeming with hungry, squirming larvae.
"Hee hee hee hee…"
In the room, all the oil lamps went out. An innocent, baby-like laugh escaped Mo Kuang's lips.
"Goo goo ga ga…"
Mo Kuang babbled strange noises in a baby's voice as he clumsily made his way outside.
In a flash, Mo Kuang was downstairs, where he came across the waiter dozing off at a table.
WHOOSH~
The candlelight in the main hall flickered without a breeze, then abruptly went out.
"What the hell is going on?"
