A sudden darkness enveloped the entire room. The sudden change in luminosity in the room caused everything to momentarily go black before his eyes. He raised his hands instinctively and tightened his fists in a defensive posture, ready to fight at the moment’s notice. With bated breath, he darted his eyes around, desperately trying to get acclimatized to the room’s darkness to regain his vision again. Despite his tall build, he had now shrunk himself back to a corner like a little child, cowering and shivering as he tried to keep as silent as possible.

It’s unclean…

This ship is unclean!

Master Liu’s death is far too strange! This is definitely the workings of an evil spirit on the cruise!

But, just then, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Squeeeaaaakk… A soft sound cut through the silent darkness. Instantly, his entire body started shivering uncontrollably, almost as though he had just been struck by lightning.

He hated how his mind was now in overdrive, picking up the slightest sounds in the surrounding and immediately identifying them on its own. 

After all, if not for that, he wouldn’t have realized that the earlier sound had come from… Master Liu’s old swivel chair.

Master Liu was already dead, and yet something had turned him around in the darkness.

T-t-t-t-t-t… His teeth began to chatter incessantly, and they wouldn’t stop no matter what he did. There were no doubts as to the source of the earlier sound. His expression of fear quickly turned into abject despondence. He stuffed his fist into his mouth and bit down hard on his hand just to repress...