I grabbed the fruit knife tightly, hid behind the door and listened to every move in the living room.

There seemed to be no other sound except the one just made, but the pipa sound upstairs stopped. I prayed in my heart that the people upstairs would not come down. In case of a single star, those guys would kill each other for the sake of killing, that would affect the master here.

Actually, I started to come in just to find a place to avoid, and then I left. But the more I don't want to go upstairs, the worse I will be. Soon, I heard footsteps, from upstairs...