Chapter 21: Hunting the Culprit (Please follow the updates, add to favorites, and vote with monthly tickets and recommendation votes)

Wuling.

South City.

Under the hazy moonlight, a figure drifted into a courtyard like a wisp of smoke.

The courtyard was kept impeccably clean, clearly indicating that its owner was a diligent person.

The figure landed in the courtyard as lightly as a cat, making not a single sound.

It was a young man of about twenty or thirty, dressed in silk and brocade that looked expensive at a glance, with a peach blossom tucked into his hair.

He grinned, smiling silently, his pale complexion appearing somewhat eerie under the moonlight.

In the next moment, a bamboo tube about half a foot long appeared in his hand.

His figure blurred as he moved silently to the window. He lightly poked a hole through the window paper with the bamboo tube and then pressed his mouth to it to blow a breath.

Instantly, a wisp of pink mist sprayed from the tube, spreading through the room at an extremely high speed.

Inside the room, a young girl lay sleeping in her bed, clutching her quilt, as the pink mist drifted into her nose and mouth.

Her breathing gradually grew deeper, her body softened, and her hands fell limp, exposing large patches of skin.

Outside the window, seeing this scene, the young man couldn't help but lick his lips.

"It is rare for an ordinary family to possess such beauty. With a body so young, how could such a fine night be wasted?"

The young