The next second, the wooden door was suddenly pushed open. A powerful arm reached out and viciously grasped her neck!
Luo Hongying didn't have time to scream before she was dragged inside. Her throat was choked, and the man's sinister voice came from above, "Are you following me?"
Luo Hongying opened her eyes. The room was dimly lit, but she could make out her surroundings.
To her shock, the floor was covered in bloodstains, and... there was a small reddish-brown snake moving about inside a little glass box.
It was still alive and wriggling.
The man standing in front of her had an arm almost entirely soaked in fresh red blood, a sight so gruesome it sent chills down her spine.
Luo Hongying's eyes widened in horror, her voice coming out in broken gasps, "Shiche... what... are you doing…"
"Answer me," Mo Shiche's fingers suddenly tightened, squeezing her already bruised neck until fresh red marks appeared, "Did you follow me on your own, or did someone send you?"
