The sign at the sixth floor's entrance bore the words "Red Alley," and the middle-aged woman in this house coincidentally was called Sister Hong. Although Han Fei couldn't see anything particularly special about her, he always felt that this Sister Hong was no simple figure.
After rescuing Xiaozhu, Sister Hong's friendliness increased by two points, which was extremely important for Han Fei, a newcomer to this unfamiliar map.
"The two of you are dressed like you're from another floor. I suggest you smear this substance onto your clothes to conceal your scent." Sister Hong took out a box from her drawer. It contained a reddish-brown pasty substance, looking from afar like a mixture of blood and flesh, but up close, it appeared to be a special kind of mold.
The elderly man still didn't quite trust Sister Hong, but Han Fei did not have so many reservations and tried to simply wipe it onto his coat.
