"Playing with me, huh? You've got some nerve."

Lin Ye stepped into the Red Corridor, starting to check the room numbers. The red light shone on each door, as if reminding him that every time he opened a door, he was gambling with his life.

"Good thing I have ten lives. Even a cat with nine lives can't outlive me."

Preparing his Psionic Shield, Lin Ye casually pushed open a door.