Shrivelled up.
Song Yan stared at the guest house that was lit up, from the second floor she could hear someone humming a song that was particularly trendy these days and sneered, this man was surely a good match with that mother and daughter. The two of them were just as heartless as him, he was the one who drew those talismans that might have suffocated a seven-year old to death but he didn't seem to have the slightest bit of guilt instead from the looks of it he seems to be having quite fun here.
" Cheh" she clicked her tongue as she walked towards the main door of the guest house, she could of course deal with this man by jumping through the window of his room but that would only alert him. When she reached the front door, she wasn't surprised to find an array that blocked anyone unidentified from entering, heh, at least this man knew how many wrongs he have done.