After Ophelia left.
The vast hall was now empty, with only Luo Wei remaining.
He pulled out his pocket watch and glanced at it - 7 PM, already nighttime.
Looking around, whether due to the previous incident or not, this quiet old mansion had an eerie atmosphere at night.
Luo Wei quietly returned to his bedroom, then sat on the bed and rang the bell.
Without even footsteps in the hallway, a maid quickly knocked on the door.
"Mr. Luo Wei, what do you need?"
Luo Wei opened the door, let her in, then fixed his gaze on her face.
He remembered this maid; they had chatted briefly during the day, but at night, she seemed like a completely different person.
Like Caroline last night, she was expressionless, her eyes rigid and unmoving as they stared at him.
"Mr. Luo Wei, what do you need?" she asked again.
"I'm hungry, go get me something to eat," Luo Wei said flatly.
"Very well." The maid nodded and turned to leave.
But the moment she turned her head, Luo Wei sprang from the bed in an instant.
A blood-colored shadow flashed quickly as he violently grabbed the maid's neck from behind.
"Mr. Luo Wei..." the maid's voice was hoarse and low.
Luo Wei coldly whispered in the maid's ear, "Tell me, what exactly is this manor? What are you all up to?"
His voice was sinister and full of killing intent, and in his other hand, the Crimson Blade suddenly appeared.
But even with her throat being tightly gripped, the maid showed no signs of panic or fear, only her voice becoming increasingly hoarse.
"Mr. Luo Wei... we cannot pry into the manor's secrets... these are His Highness's... rules."
"Tell me or I'll kill you!" Luo Wei immediately increased his grip.
The maid still showed no agitated response, her voice just getting lower and lower, like the normal reaction of someone about to suffocate.
"Cannot pry into the manor... these are His Highness's... rules..."
She repeated like a broken record, still saying the same phrase.
Luo Wei snorted coldly and finally released his grip.
The maid turned to face him, expressionless, "Would you still like me to bring you something to eat?"
"Take me outside the manor, I want to know what's out there."
Faced with this request, the maid stiffly shook her head.
"Mr. Luo Wei, His Highness instructed that you must not go out."
Again with this phrase - Luo Wei grew impatient and pushed past the maid, pretending he was about to rush out.
"If you won't take me, fine, I'm going home myself."
This statement finally triggered a dramatic change in the maid.
Her speed suddenly increased many times over, following him like a shadow, matching even Luo Wei's agility which had been increased to 50.
If she had possessed this speed when he ambushed her earlier, she would never have let him succeed.
"Mr. Luo Wei..."
Feeling the wind behind his head, Luo Wei turned and struck with his blade.
The maid's head fell to the floor with a thud.
But she wasn't "dead" - her mouth on the severed head kept opening and closing, still repeating the previous phrase.
"His Highness instructed that you must not go out."
"His Highness instructed that you must not go out."
Luo Wei quickly looked around, and seeing no other maids approaching, he hastily grabbed the head by the hair and picked it up.
Then he dragged the headless body straight back to his room.
Closing the door, Luo Wei looked at the head and body laid side by side on the floor, and an immense curiosity arose within him.
What exactly was this thing?
He began to investigate eagerly.
After cutting the headless corpse into many pieces of various sizes with the sharp Crimson Blade, Luo Wei, covered in filthy blood, sat cross-legged on the floor, patiently examining the cross-sections with an oil lamp, then began searching through the internal organs.
Lungs, heart, gallbladder, liver, connective tissue, muscle tissue...
Luo Wei thoroughly examined everything inside and out - it was identical to normal human anatomy, with no supernatural healing abilities, no magical aura, not some strange race...
Wiping his blood-covered hands with a handkerchief, Luo Wei looked puzzledly at the maid's head, which was still acting like a broken record.
"His Highness instructed that you must not go out..."
Even like this, she could still live? And was still loyally carrying out her duties?
Where did they hire these maids? Could they hire some for me too?
Although he knew his behavior was somewhat deranged, Luo Wei, who was now not much different from a psychopath, stared at the horrific scattered remains on the floor, deep in thought.
It's worth noting that this world had no ghosts...
Such things shouldn't exist in reality; it made no sense.
As a game setting or higher-level ability, his [Negotiation/Pacification] couldn't be used either, which also made no sense.
But with all these oddities, the vague hypothesis in Luo Wei's mind was gradually becoming clearer.
Just as an answer was about to emerge...
"Mr. Luo Wei, what are you doing?"
Caroline, the head maid, appeared as if she had suddenly spawned, standing expressionlessly before him.
She completely ignored the gruesome scene of her subordinate, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on Luo Wei.
"I'm conducting an experiment," Luo Wei looked up at her. "Would you like to know the results?"
Caroline seemed to be on a different wavelength as she continued, "Violating the rules will result in punishment."
As she spoke, metal shackles suddenly appeared in her hands as she lunged at Luo Wei with lightning speed.
Luo Wei snorted coldly, his body nimbly springing backward.
The agility enhancement complemented his vampire abilities perfectly - a blood-colored shadow vanished instantly, causing Caroline to miss her target.
"Still think I'm an ordinary person?" As Luo Wei dodged, blood energy surrounded him, and the tip of the Crimson Blade suddenly extended significantly.
This aspect of blood magic was excellent - it could extend or retract at will, making it a supernatural ability suitable for both close and ranged combat.
With a sweep of the massive Crimson Blade, Caroline's arms were cleanly severed, flying high into the air.
The heavy metal shackles fell to the ground.
Blood gushed from the armless Caroline, but even with such severe injuries, she showed no sign of pain and instead charged at Luo Wei without hesitation.
The sound of splintering wood filled the room as the head maid's frail body displayed bull-like strength - if Luo Wei hadn't dodged quickly, she might have crushed his chest ribs.
They engaged in a chase and collision throughout the spacious bedroom, creating a series of furniture-breaking sounds. Several terrifying deep holes appeared in the walls, and even the solid floor developed cracks.
Luo Wei irritably glanced back at Caroline.
This woman was quite troublesome, single-mindedly trying to pin him down, and fearless of death.
But he had more important matters to attend to now and no time to waste tangling with her here.
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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