Then a sharp, cackling voice with a hint of laziness rang out: "New guests are here again. Tonight is certainly lively—"
The voice sounded very empty in this place, with a slight echo.
"So many living playthings tonight, ah-ah-heh..."
Ye Zhixing reacted the fastest, perhaps because she wasn't all that startled to begin with.
Her footsteps only paused for a fraction of a second, distracted just a bit by the way Shang Jingchen was pinching her hand.
Chapter 47