Long Yan clearly heard breathing sounds above the roof, but upon getting up there, he found the entire rooftop empty, not a single person in sight.
"This is really strange."
Could it be that he heard wrong?
Long Yan touched the back of his head, truly puzzled.
Perhaps it was due to recent mental strain that he misheard. Just then, from the room below Long Yan's feet, came even breathing sounds.
Long Yan breathed a sigh of relief, it looked like he had heard wrong. The sound was coming from the room next door. Seeing this, Long Yan couldn't help but laugh to himself, thinking that peaceful living really wasn't suitable for him.
Watching Long Yan return to the room, a pair of eyes, as if they had captured thousands of stars, were firmly fixated on the figure of Long Yan entering the house, while the corners of the mouth curled into an unnatural smile.
