Watch even your breathing...

The more they drew closer to their destination, Lyrick Jiang's restlessness grew stronger and stronger. He could not even sit still because of it. Yet, the person in the back passenger seat was sending uninvited imaginary, glittering pink air. 

Soon, their vehicle reached Ethan Lu's villa and from the looks of it, the elegant and peaceful house seemed a little different. It was as if it turned haunted overnight that could make someone cower in fear; for example, Lyrick Jiang. 

On the other hand, Ethan Lu didn't sense the difference in the house's aura as he was in high spirits. The scenarios of proposing to her and hearing her say yes were enough to make him skip his steps in excitement to see his energy booster. 

"Master..." Lyrick Jiang softly called out as he reached his hands to the direction of his master's skipping figure. But to no avail, he didn't hear him.