We knocked on Old Huang’s door with a heavy heart, but there was no reply. Zhang Ai anxiously kicked the door open and stormed into the house.

As soon as the door opened, a thick burning smell came to our nostrils, which made our scalps tingle.

I glanced at Senior Shu, who then looked at Zhang Ai and shook his head. I knew that he wanted me to stop Zhang Ai because the scene inside might be a horrible mess. He didn’t want Zhang Ai to go in rashly.

I hurried to stop the worried Zhang Ai and made her stay put.

Senior Shu approached the bedroom and placed his ear to the door, trying to listen to the commotion inside. Then, he knocked on the door five times. Three knocks were long, and two were short.

However, there was only deadly silence; not a single sound was heard.

Senior Shu exhaled in relief and opened the bedroom door.

The moment the door was opened, a thicker burning smell exuded.

Although Zhang Ai had carefully covered her nose and mouth, she couldn’t help but throw up.

A person lay quietly on the bed; it was Old Huang. He was naked, with a quilt...