120 Old Sixth Liu's Bizarre Night In the Basement

Old Sixth Liu's hand froze in the air and he was stunned when the door opened automatically, but the rage in him boiled to a new high after a moment.

'Okay, you piece of s**t, you finally have the balls to open the door?!'

He stormed into the basement, but it was dark and quiet inside. A low and stable breathing noise entered his ears a moment later, sounding like the owner of the breathing was sleeping.

Old Sixth Liu tried his best to open his drunk eyes and look around, but it was too dark for him to see anything.

An eerie feeling ran down his spine. He had a feeling that something was not right, but the alcohol got the best of him and stopped his brain from responding properly. He discarded the unnecessary suspicion because he was the one with solid moral reasoning.

He simply grabbed a wooden stool beside the door and slowly trod forward to where the breathing was coming from.