Jiang Ruan blinked her eyes, looking down at the two people lying on the ground. Abrupt red, eerie markings flashed on their necks momentarily before disappearing.
Supernatural abilities.
She slowly turned and fixed her gaze toward the mansion.
Her beautiful, peach blossom eyes gave off a sinister darkness in the night.
After licking her lips, she began to move in a leisurely pace, step by step toward the mansion.
The villa area was very old, and this particular mansion had weathered many storms. Despite its clean exterior, the air of antiquity was heavy, its purely European style spreading over a large area.
Jiang Ruan slowly arrived at the main entrance.
Staring at this vintage-patterned security door.
Her eyes were quiet, but her lips curled up in a strange arch.
Under the cover of night, her beauty was chilling.
Inside, no movement could be detected, not even a light was turned on, seemingly to create a sense of mystery.
With a calm demeanor, she turned the doorknob.
