The bloodstain vanished right in the middle of the room. Leng Zhuxin stamped heavily on the floor twice, then tapped it with the Feishuang Sword; it was not hollow.
Looking further ahead toward the bed, the red wedding quilt on top remained untouched.
Remembering that she had found her own Cold Jade Lock in a hidden compartment of the canopy bed, Leng Zhuxin knocked on each of the bedposts in turn, but still there was no response.
Chapter 47