Lin Mu made his way upstairs, examining the bedrooms.
The rooms bore the marks of a quiet, ordinary life. Two clearly belonged to adults—neatly arranged, with folded blankets and clothes tucked away. The other two had toys scattered about, drawings pinned to walls, and smaller beds—clearly children's rooms.
"Two couples and their children, most likely," Lin Mu surmised.
But despite his thorough inspection, he found nothing unusual.
No marks of teleportation. No hidden doors. No cursed items. Just silence. And emptiness.
With a frown, Lin Mu stepped away from the house.
'I should check the other locations where disappearances occurred in the past,' he thought. 'Though the chances of finding anything are probably even lower there.'
Too much time had passed. Whatever traces there had been would likely have faded.
Still, he would try.
With that, Lin Mu left the area, phasing silently into the earth and reemerging on a quiet, empty street.
