Feng Ye nodded indifferently, waiting for the person in front of him to draw a card.
Ruan Qing reached out, slowly extending towards a tarot card in front of him.
Just as his hand was about to touch the tarot card, Shen Baiyue, who was sitting in the chair, unexpectedly stood up, then awkwardly jumped with her doll in her arms.
In the next second, she immediately had an extra tarot card in her hand.
It was one of the tarot cards revolving around Ruan Qing.
Shen Baiyue’s movement was too fast, and no one expected such a turn of events.
Even Ruan Qing was momentarily stunned.
Ignoring the glances of others, Shen Baiyue handed the card to the man in front of her.
The player with a crew cut, looking at the vice president with a darkening expression, swallowed hard and then nervously shrunk back.
There was a momentary freeze in the atmosphere, and everyone looked at Shen Baiyue and the tarot card in her hand.
Just when everyone thought Shen Baiyue also had a question to calculate, she spoke softly, “I want to know how Brother Yang Chenfeng died.”
Ruan Qing looked at Shen Baiyue in surprise at her words.
Sensing Ruan Qing’s gaze, Shen Baiyue nervously bit her lip, seeming a bit shy.
Ruan Qing was well aware that Shen Baiyue was helping him.
And not just this time. She even reminded him not to skip meals.
In the memories of the original owner, he had never met Shen Baiyue.
So... why was she helping him?
Feng Ye’s cold gaze looked at Shen Baiyue, taking the tarot card from her hand.
The tarot card instantly revealed its face in Feng Ye’s hand.
The Death card, upright.
Even before the vice president could interpret it, everyone present could sense that this seemed to be an unfavorable card.
After glancing at the Death card in his hand, Feng Ye gave a merciless sneer.
He didn’t interpret anything but looked down at Shen Baiyue. “A senseless talk.”
The people present didn’t understand the meaning of Feng Ye’s words; all wore expressions of confusion and bewilderment.
Why would the death of the Young Master be associated with the phrase ‘senseless talk’?
No matter how one thought about it, there seemed to be no way to connect the Young Master’s death to it.
Shen Baiyue remained silent with her head down, but the hand holding the doll tightened imperceptibly.
After Feng Ye finished speaking, he didn’t look at Shen Baiyue anymore. Instead, he reached out, and the tarot cards quickly returned to his hand.
The last card, however, was different. It didn’t return to Feng Ye’s hand like the others; instead, it stood in front of him as if suspended in thin air.
It seemed... to be the same card that Ruan Qing had just attempted to touch.
Feng Ye paused as he looked at the card in front of him, then reached out and picked up the tarot card before him.
However, unlike when he confronted Shen Baiyue earlier, this time the tarot card didn’t reveal its face. Both sides remained hidden.
It was impossible to tell what card it was.
Feng Ye gave Shen Baiyue another cold glance, carrying a hint of indescribable gloom.
After retrieving the tarot card, Feng Ye returned to his seat, leaving Ruan Qing to pout discontentedly. “He’s indeed a fraud.”
Ruan Qing’s voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was enough for everyone present to hear, including Feng Ye, who had returned to his seat.
Feng “Fraud” Ye: “...”
The player with a crew cut, upon hearing Ruan Qing’s words, hesitated and glanced cautiously at the vice president. Indeed, the vice president’s expression was colder than usual.
Hmm...
The player with a crew cut silently distanced himself a bit from the man emitting a chilly atmosphere.
“Ah!!!” A woman’s scream outside the hall shattered the eerie silence within.
Players were startled, forgetting they had hardly eaten any breakfast, and immediately rushed out of the hall.
Outside the hall was the mansion’s large garden, and the sound came from a corner of the garden.
Not only them but also other guests who had come for the funeral from nearby villas ran out, their expressions filled with confusion and bewilderment.
“What happened!?”
“What’s going on!?”
“What’s the matter!?”
The players didn’t hesitate to run towards the place where the screams were coming from. Even Ruan Qing and Shen Baiyue followed.
In the corner of the garden, hidden behind carefully trimmed plants, stood a woman in a maid uniform, holding a pair of pruning shears.
It seemed that she was the one who screamed just now.
The woman’s face was pale, and she kept stepping back, trembling as she pointed in the direction of the bushes, her voice quivering, “Dead, someone’s dead...”
The players followed the woman’s gesture and looked in that direction.
In the middle of the shrubbery, a person lay faintly visible, obscured by the bushes. If one wasn’t paying attention, it could easily be overlooked.
It was probably because the maid happened to come to trim the plants; otherwise, it would have been challenging to notice.
As the players looked at the familiar clothes revealed in the shrubbery, their expressions turned grim.
If they remembered correctly, those were the clothes worn by the new player who had just been dragged out of the hall earlier.
One player cautiously pushed aside the plants, revealing the person concealed by them.
The player reached out to the person’s nose.
The other had already stopped breathing.
A player examined the body and found two deep bite marks on the neck.
Moreover, the body emitted a strange, pale glow.
As if something had sucked out the blood, causing death from blood loss.
...A vampire?
The players all thought of this possibility. The location they were in, a corner with little sunlight due to the surrounding mountains, made it possible for even sunlight-fearing vampires to commit such a crime.
Moreover, the Yang family mansion was strategically situated between two large mountains, constructed halfway up the mountainside.
The front mountain blocked sunrise, and the rear mountain blocked sunset. Only around noon and in the afternoon would the sunlight reach for a few hours.
It was indeed an environment well-suited for the survival of vampires.
The players exchanged glances, and no one spoke.
One of the guests tried to call the police, only to discover that there was no signal on their phones, causing an immediate uproar.
Guests demanded an explanation from the steward, and some even expressed a desire to leave immediately.
The steward didn’t stop them; instead, he politely smiled and opened the mansion’s gate.
Outside the mansion, a layer of fog had appeared at some point. It was hazy and impossible to see clearly what was inside the fog, only occasionally catching glimpses of something moving.
It gave off a sense of extreme danger and foreboding.
Feng Ye nodded indifferently, waiting for the person in front of him to draw a card.
Ruan Qing reached out, slowly extending towards a tarot card in front of him.
Just as his hand was about to touch the tarot card, Shen Baiyue, who was sitting in the chair, unexpectedly stood up, then awkwardly jumped with her doll in her arms.
In the next second, she immediately had an extra tarot card in her hand.
It was one of the tarot cards revolving around Ruan Qing.
Shen Baiyue’s movement was too fast, and no one expected such a turn of events.
Even Ruan Qing was momentarily stunned.
Ignoring the glances of others, Shen Baiyue handed the card to the man in front of her.
The player with a crew cut, looking at the vice president with a darkening expression, swallowed hard and then nervously shrunk back.
There was a momentary freeze in the atmosphere, and everyone looked at Shen Baiyue and the tarot card in her hand.
Just when everyone thought Shen Baiyue also had a question to calculate, she spoke softly, “I want to know how Brother Yang Chenfeng died.”
Ruan Qing looked at Shen Baiyue in surprise at her words.
Sensing Ruan Qing’s gaze, Shen Baiyue nervously bit her lip, seeming a bit shy.
Ruan Qing was well aware that Shen Baiyue was helping him.
And not just this time. She even reminded him not to skip meals.
In the memories of the original owner, he had never met Shen Baiyue.
So... why was she helping him?
Feng Ye’s cold gaze looked at Shen Baiyue, taking the tarot card from her hand.
The tarot card instantly revealed its face in Feng Ye’s hand.
The Death card, upright.
Even before the vice president could interpret it, everyone present could sense that this seemed to be an unfavorable card.
After glancing at the Death card in his hand, Feng Ye gave a merciless sneer.
He didn’t interpret anything but looked down at Shen Baiyue. “A senseless talk.”
The people present didn’t understand the meaning of Feng Ye’s words; all wore expressions of confusion and bewilderment.
Why would the death of the Young Master be associated with the phrase ‘senseless talk’?
No matter how one thought about it, there seemed to be no way to connect the Young Master’s death to it.
Shen Baiyue remained silent with her head down, but the hand holding the doll tightened imperceptibly.
After Feng Ye finished speaking, he didn’t look at Shen Baiyue anymore. Instead, he reached out, and the tarot cards quickly returned to his hand.
The last card, however, was different. It didn’t return to Feng Ye’s hand like the others; instead, it stood in front of him as if suspended in thin air.
It seemed... to be the same card that Ruan Qing had just attempted to touch.
Feng Ye paused as he looked at the card in front of him, then reached out and picked up the tarot card before him.
However, unlike when he confronted Shen Baiyue earlier, this time the tarot card didn’t reveal its face. Both sides remained hidden.
It was impossible to tell what card it was.
Feng Ye gave Shen Baiyue another cold glance, carrying a hint of indescribable gloom.
After retrieving the tarot card, Feng Ye returned to his seat, leaving Ruan Qing to pout discontentedly. “He’s indeed a fraud.”
Ruan Qing’s voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was enough for everyone present to hear, including Feng Ye, who had returned to his seat.
Feng “Fraud” Ye: “...”
The player with a crew cut, upon hearing Ruan Qing’s words, hesitated and glanced cautiously at the vice president. Indeed, the vice president’s expression was colder than usual.
Hmm...
The player with a crew cut silently distanced himself a bit from the man emitting a chilly atmosphere.
“Ah!!!” A woman’s scream outside the hall shattered the eerie silence within.
Players were startled, forgetting they had hardly eaten any breakfast, and immediately rushed out of the hall.
Outside the hall was the mansion’s large garden, and the sound came from a corner of the garden.
Not only them but also other guests who had come for the funeral from nearby villas ran out, their expressions filled with confusion and bewilderment.
“What happened!?”
“What’s going on!?”
“What’s the matter!?”
The players didn’t hesitate to run towards the place where the screams were coming from. Even Ruan Qing and Shen Baiyue followed.
In the corner of the garden, hidden behind carefully trimmed plants, stood a woman in a maid uniform, holding a pair of pruning shears.
It seemed that she was the one who screamed just now.
The woman’s face was pale, and she kept stepping back, trembling as she pointed in the direction of the bushes, her voice quivering, “Dead, someone’s dead...”
The players followed the woman’s gesture and looked in that direction.
In the middle of the shrubbery, a person lay faintly visible, obscured by the bushes. If one wasn’t paying attention, it could easily be overlooked.
It was probably because the maid happened to come to trim the plants; otherwise, it would have been challenging to notice.
As the players looked at the familiar clothes revealed in the shrubbery, their expressions turned grim.
If they remembered correctly, those were the clothes worn by the new player who had just been dragged out of the hall earlier.
One player cautiously pushed aside the plants, revealing the person concealed by them.
The player reached out to the person’s nose.
The other had already stopped breathing.
A player examined the body and found two deep bite marks on the neck.
Moreover, the body emitted a strange, pale glow.
As if something had sucked out the blood, causing death from blood loss.
...A vampire?
The players all thought of this possibility. The location they were in, a corner with little sunlight due to the surrounding mountains, made it possible for even sunlight-fearing vampires to commit such a crime.
Moreover, the Yang family mansion was strategically situated between two large mountains, constructed halfway up the mountainside.
The front mountain blocked sunrise, and the rear mountain blocked sunset. Only around noon and in the afternoon would the sunlight reach for a few hours.
It was indeed an environment well-suited for the survival of vampires.
The players exchanged glances, and no one spoke.
One of the guests tried to call the police, only to discover that there was no signal on their phones, causing an immediate uproar.
Guests demanded an explanation from the steward, and some even expressed a desire to leave immediately.
The steward didn’t stop them; instead, he politely smiled and opened the mansion’s gate.
Outside the mansion, a layer of fog had appeared at some point. It was hazy and impossible to see clearly what was inside the fog, only occasionally catching glimpses of something moving.
It gave off a sense of extreme danger and foreboding.
