"Respected Old Brad, perhaps this is not something you should be concerned about. If I dared to come to Italy alone, I surely didn't come here to die, did I?" Chen Fei smiled calmly at the words, but his eyes betrayed a faint sharpness and a touch of hostility.
"Oh, my apologies. I have spoken out of turn, respected Sir Chen. Forgive me, but would you mind waiting here alone in the study for a moment?" Old Brad's scarlet eyes flashed with a hint of blood, and he placed his hand on his chest in apology.
"Of course," Chen Fei said calmly.
Immediately, Old Brad's aged figure slowly backed away, gradually vanishing into the darkness. Then, abruptly, a piercing screech echoed as a dense throng of bat-like creatures with scarlet eyes burst from the dim room's window, swarming toward the leaning tower that rose high within the ancient castle.
Within that leaning tower was a cramped and gloomy room, situated in its very depths.
