Chapter 115: Dumel National Cemetery (Please Subscribe, Favorite, and Vote for Monthly Ticket)

He Ao casually replied with a message, "Asleep, good night, rest early."

Then he stowed away his bracelet and looked around at the firearms.

He took down each gun, disassembled and reassembled them, familiarizing himself with each one, then he locked the door, jammed the windows, took the alarm from the secret room and placed it by the doors and windows, and then arranged the bed to look as if someone was sleeping in it before sitting down on the sofa in the corner and closing his eyes.

The lights in the room gradually went out.

...

As the moon set and the sun rose.

When the first rays of dawn lit the whole room, He Ao woke up from his deep sleep.

Last night there had been no nocturnal attacks, it seemed Qi Rui's death had not yet been discovered by the Witch Church, and aside from Qi Rui, the Witch Church had not placed any more eyes on 'Roy'.