After finishing a meal, I went to the less crowded alley at the back to make a phone call.
Just as I found my grandfather's number in the phone book, I saw a person dressed all in white sneaking up.
Not only was this person dressed in white from head to toe, but even the hair, eyebrows, and skin were the extreme paleness of an albino.
There was a faint trace of demon qi on him, along with a light scent of sandalwood.
He looked aged, yet there wasn't a wrinkle on his face.
He gave me the impression of a sickly pale eunuch, pampered in the palace, curious and cautious about everything outside the palace.
After seeing me, the white person approached and asked, "Miss, does Mr. Wuyue live nearby?"
"He lives upstairs. You are…" I heard his voice pinched and theatrical like he was speaking in opera tones, could he really be a eunuch?
The white person glanced at me and said, "Don't pry into matters that don't concern you, or you'll lose your life."
