The suffocating, heavy air filled the dim room, where only a few candles flickered, their weak light barely illuminating the cramped space. By that dim, yellowish glow, one could faintly make out an unusually striking red "double happiness" character, which looked particularly abrupt and jarring in the gloom. Not far from a somewhat old and disheveled bed, a tall man lay silently on the cold, hard floor.
Before long, however, the previously motionless man suddenly stirred. The moment he moved, the boy on the bed tensed up, his entire being becoming as highly alert as a frightened fawn.
Xie Qi opened his eyes, a wave of dizziness leaving him feeling dazed. As his consciousness gradually cleared, the first thing he smelled was the thick, nauseating stench of mold in the room. He furrowed his brows, wondering to himself what godforsaken corner 948 had teleported him to this time.
Chapter 179