Brian, the black man, roared furiously.
Beside him, Sun Yan and Zhao Chuan Yi remained silent, and just at that mont, Sun Yan, who was sitting on the sofa, seed to sense sothing. He instinctively looked up, instantly locking eyes with Sun Yan standing on the second floor.
His eyes froze, and in an instant, his body transford into a wisp of soul, flying directly into Sun Yan's body.
At that mont, Sun Yan's head was imdiately flooded with a large amount of mories.
He rembered, he rembered everything!
"So it turns out I lost a piece of my soul without realizing it, which is why I have no mory of last night," Sun Yan realized, feeling sowhat fearful.
The human body contains three souls and seven spirits, each incredibly important and indispensable.
Now that he successfully retrieved this spirit, it could be considered a blessing in disguise, but the spirits of Zhao Chuan Yi and the other three were still trapped in this place.
If they can't return to their bodies, their future lives will be sowhat affected.
"If I'm not mistaken, there should be an Underworld inside this Ancient Castle, but I have no clue how to leave this Underworld."
Sun Yan glanced at the four people still chatting in the hall, then turned and returned to his room.
He currently had no ans to guide the spirits and had no way to take these detached souls away, so he let them continue staying here.
Once he figured out the secrets of the Ancient Castle, he would bring Zhao Chuan Yi and the others back to search for their spirits.
Returning to his room, Sun Yan lay down on the bed, closed his eyes to rest, hoping there might be answers by tomorrow morning.
...
As dawn broke, the snowstorm outside the Ancient Castle seed to have weakened slightly.
Sun Yan woke up and as soon as he opened his eyes, he imdiately took out his phone to check his mo and photo album.
"Still rember everything, haven't forgotten," Sun Yan sighed in relief and quickly left the room.
According to the pattern, at this mont, he wasn't in that Underworld, so he should be able to et Balian. It was ti to seize this opportunity to question the old man about what was really going on.
The old housekeeper Xia Da dared to attack him last night, and there must be an inseparable connection with Balian behind this.
He knocked on Zhao Chuan Yi's room door, waking him up, and when the two of them arrived at the first-floor dining room, they found that Brian, Shen Sanjing, and Bai Qianqian were already there having breakfast.
In the main seat, Balian was being ticulously attended to by his personal maid, Lisa, while drinking a bowl of sea cucumber and shark fin soup.
Seeing Sun Yan and Zhao Chuan Yi appear, Balian imdiately warmly greeted them: "Good morning, Mr. Jack. Did you sleep well last night? If you have no plans today, I could take you to tour my collection room. Perhaps there will be antiques that interest you."
Sun Yan calmly found a seat, took a small sip of the porridge on the table, and said, "Since we're guests here, everything will naturally follow your arrangent, Mr. Balian."
"Good, I'm sure you'll be pleasantly surprised. Over the years, my collection has been my pride, encompassing antiquities from all continents. If it hadn't been for the company's financial issues this ti, I wouldn't have the heart to auction them, alas."
Balian sighed deeply, and Lisa patted his shoulder to comfort him, "Everything will get better, sir."
Shen Sanjing silently grimaced, feeling uneasy about the Wind Stabilizing Pearl in his possession.
By rights, he should have transferred such a valuable item to a safe place imdiately.
But the sudden snowstorm seriously delayed his plan. If anything were to go wrong, the boss behind him would surely have his hide.
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