The mansion's main gate had closed itself, but it wasn't locked.
They reached the gate and went straight out.
Si Xuekai had the keys, so he took the opportunity to lock the main gate.
A few minutes later, they had almost reached the guesthouse.
In the secluded, overgrown garden of the large mansion, a square patch of earth was lifted aside, revealing a passageway underneath that led to a hidden cellar!
The entrance to the cellar opened, and a woman holding a lantern emerged.
It was the female innkeeper!
When Qin Zhao and the others had left the guesthouse, they hadn't seen her.
As it turned out, she had been in the mansion's cellar the whole time.
In the desolate garden stood an old locust tree, beneath which a translucent soul appeared.
The Ghost, donned in a long robe, was the man who had lured Xing Changqing.
He spoke with a tinge of regret, "It was so close."
"It doesn't matter."
The innkeeper smiled, a chill in her eyes.
