When he reached the third floor and passed by the room with the number "308," Ryle suddenly stopped in his tracks. He tilted his head to glance at it, then turned back to look at the henchman leading the way ahead, asking, "Is this my friend's room?"
Upon hearing this, the henchman's body trembled slightly, then he turned around fearfully and bowed, replying, "Yes... yes."
"So where's my room?"
"It's right at 309!"
"Next door, huh..." Ryle glanced at the door number "308" again, his face inexplicably showing a cold smile. He gently tapped the shoulder of the woman on the right, and this action caused the two women's faces to lose all color!
Intuition told them that what was about to happen would definitely not be optimistic, and they had no ability to resist; they could only follow this young man, forced to face their unknown fate.
