Night Visitor

The corridor of the old house was as deep as a well. Shen Yebai had lived alone in this house for many years, so long that he had almost forgotten the warmth of sunlight. He loathed going outside, loathed anything that broke the silence—until that reckless young exorcist kicked his door open. Lin Shuang thought she was fully prepared, never realizing that the one she faced was the true king of this darkness. With just one hand, he crushed her artifact and shattered all her pride. Now, she knelt on the cold wooden floor while the man looked down at her, studying her like a toy that had accidentally fallen into his palm.