Like a fire alarm, the sharp, long wail filled every corner of the Snow Mountain Villa.
In the villa's public space, only dim wall lamps remained for lighting. At the moment the alarm sounded, the overhead incandescent lights, the strip lights on both sides of the walls, the crystal chandelier beside the stairs, and various lights in different rooms all lit up simultaneously, illuminating every corner of the villa as bright as day.
Wen Nan wanted to ask Azi whether she would go downstairs with him. Turning around, he found that the girl in the purple dress had disappeared without a trace.
Little P., who had been gnawing on a meat bone by the wall, also vanished down the corridor along with her.
Helplessly turning around, Wen Nan quickly headed towards the staircase.
By the time Wen Nan arrived, the first-floor dining hall was already crowded with people—
