Shangguan Xiu searched several rooms but didn't find the herbal merchant. Instead, he accidentally stumbled upon several couples engaged in R-rated activities.
Thus, he looked quite displeased. Of course, since he was wearing a mask, no one could see how sour his expression was.
However, his gloomy gaze was not concealed. If someone was around him, they could clearly feel the cold aura emanating from his eyes.
Shangguan Xiu walked down the corridor of the last row of guest rooms. At this time, there shouldn't have been anyone in the corridor, but he saw a couple ahead, a tall mixed-race man gently embracing a petite woman who was crying softly.
The woman appeared to be an Eastern female, although he couldn't quite make out her features. Still, for some reason, Shangguan Xiu suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He furrowed his brows deeply.
Then he looked down at his chest, his slender fingers extended, pressing heavily on the area around his heart.
What's happening to his body?
