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Rumble!! 

Stark white lightning flashed past the window, illuminating the three immortals in the room, as well as that mole on Huang Baokun's neck.

Huang Baokun's smile faded. He looked straight into Qin Ye's eyes, and a hint of emotion that Qin Ye couldn't quite identify surfaced in his eyes. Meanwhile, Lee Jung-sook merely sipped on her tea in silence.

Right at this moment, the sound of a melodious piano tune rang out from behind the door.

Huang Baokun's house was no different from that of a normal person's house. The only difference was that on the way from the master bedroom to the guest bedroom, there was a black curtain that concealed everything.

The piano tune was very pleasant to listen to, and it was the vastly renowned "Mariage d'amour" composed by Paul de Senneville. As the music began, the black curtain was slowly drawn apart.

The wall between the master and guest bedrooms had already been knocked down to create a single large room. The room was only dimly lit, just barely illuminating the figure of a woman wearing a ballet dress.

"This is my daughter," Huang Baokun introduced with a doting expression. "She's always loved dancing from a young age, but unfortunately, she didn't have much aptitude for it, so she only dances at home for recreational purposes now."

Neither Qin Ye nor Lee Jung-sook said anything.

They couldn't sense any life force from this so-called "daughter" of Huang Baokun's.

As the music...