Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 379 Accidents

Chapter 379: Chapter 379 Accidents

The dinner party began.

Because of Bai Yanliang’s words, Song Que paid special attention to that elegantly dressed man in a suit.

"You keep an eye on things here, and I’ll check out the upper floors."

Bai Yanliang greeted him.

"Okay, let’s agree on a time to meet back at the deck we were just on." Song Que turned his head to look at Bai Yanliang beside him.

For some reason, he felt that this Bai Yanliang had a lot on his mind.

It made him even harder to fathom.

Perhaps... it was related to his recent disappearance for such a long period?

He must find an opportunity to ask him carefully, where exactly he had been during this time.

"Forty minutes later." Bai Yanliang said, ready to leave, but was stopped by Song Que.

"Wait," Song Que hesitated, "I feel that the key to this task lies with the woman just now, and now Yu Wenxuan has gone out alone with her. If... if he is hiding something from us..."

"Trust him." Bai Yanliang’s response didn’t pause for even half a second.

"You know his character; he would definitely do something self-serving..."

"Has he ever harmed us?" Bai Yanliang interrupted Song Que before he finished, "Think carefully. Although his character seems terrible, from beginning to end, he has never harmed anyone in Wuji. As far as I know, he has even saved people."

"Really?" Song Que looked at Bai Yanliang in disbelief, "He saved someone?"

"Song Que..." Bai Yanliang stared at him, not speaking for a long while.

"What is it?" Bai Yanliang rarely hesitated like this, and Song Que really wanted to know what he was trying to say.

"Are we... friends?" Asking this question seemed to exhaust all of Bai Yanliang’s strength.

This surprised Song Que greatly. After all the hesitation, Bai Yanliang had finally managed to ask this?

He nodded without hesitation, "Of course we are! Is there any bond in this world stronger than sharing life and death together?"

Bai Yanliang’s lips moved slightly, very subtly, but very genuinely: "Really..."

"What’s wrong with your face? Is it cramping?" Song Que curiously looked at him.

He never used to smile like this. He used to smile warmly and heartily, making people feel good.

Nothing like now, stiff and awkward, like he had never smiled in his life.

"Actually... I consider you all friends..."

Bai Yanliang exhaled. It was only at this moment that he made up his mind about what he had to do...

"Before you thoroughly understand a person, don’t view them with malice. Yu Wenxuan is trustworthy."

Saying that, Bai Yanliang waved his hand and left the hall.

Yu Wenxuan... is he trustworthy?

Song Que was unsure; in fact, he wasn’t even sure about Bai Yanliang’s true identity.

Maybe he really was a ghost?

But... so what?

Without Bai Yanliang, he would have died long ago in the New Moon Department Store...

If he says he’s trustworthy, then believe it!

Song Que lightly tapped his head, shaking off the bothersome thoughts.

He watched the gentleman in the suit.

The man held a wine glass, mingling among women of various kinds, but why did Bai Yanliang say... he was about to die?

Had he missed something earlier?

Just as Song Que was thinking this, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

"Oh—"

"Oh my God—"

"Haha, sir, you are so amusing..."

Song Que immediately looked towards the commotion.

It turned out the man in the suit accidentally tripped and fell.

He looked incredibly embarrassed, quickly standing up and tidying his clothes.

At that moment!

"Bang—"

The chandelier above his head suddenly crashed down, shattering on the floor!

"Ah!"

Women screamed and exclaimed in shock.

The man’s face went a little pale.

He stared dazedly at the chandelier shattered on the ground, that exact spot... was where he had just fallen.

If he had taken just a second longer to get up, he would have been...

The sharp iron spikes at the bottom of the chandelier made him shiver, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

But he still tried his best to maintain his composure, reassuring the women around.

"It’s okay, it was just an accident..."

"Sir, please step aside."

A waiter immediately approached with tools, prepared to clean up.

As he turned his head, an extremely sharp iron tool enlarged in front of him! It almost pierced his eyes!

He suddenly jerked his head back, narrowly avoiding it!

"What are you doing!"

He was angry, his face pale, lips trembling uncontrollably; he could hardly maintain his composure.

"Do you realize that your cleaning tool almost stabbed my eye!"

"Sorry, sorry... Sir, it wasn’t intentional..."

The waiter kept bowing in apology, not daring to raise his head even once.

Feeling the gazes of the people around, he finally realized that his actions were not very dignified.

"Be careful in the future!" He glared angrily at the waiter.

"Yes, I will be careful, sir..."

The waiter said sincerely.

"Hmph." He tidied his clothes, striding to leave the dinner party.

He completely lost the mood for romance; something had felt off around him since earlier...

What a misfortune...

As he walked, he suddenly felt his calf go weak, tripping onto the table!

The table in front of him was full of Western pastries, and where he fell was right in front of a giant cake.

Damn... about to make a fool of himself again.

Looking at the cake enlarging before his eyes, only one thought crossed his mind.

Sure enough.

Being the focus of attention at that time, he was immediately noticed as he fell into the cake.

The young ladies who had been startled by the falling chandelier were now giggling with their hands covering their mouths.

The men laughed heartily at him.

Even Song Que almost couldn’t help but chuckle.

This person... is really unlucky, isn’t he?

"Hey..." People around him laughed and teased, "Get up, sir. Is the cake that attractive to you?"

The man in the suit had his head buried in the giant cake, not moving for a long time.

Could there be any danger from falling into a cake?

Absolutely not.

But gradually... people felt something was wrong.

"Look at his neck! It’s like he’s trying really hard to get up!"

People around him looked at him in confusion.

Song Que’s heart tightened, the man’s neck was already red with veins popping out, and his arms pressed against the table, clearly exerting himself.

Everyone realized that something was definitely wrong!

"Quick, pull him up!" Song Que immediately shouted.

People exchanged glances, the situation so abnormal it frightened them, as if... there was an invisible force by the table, pressing him down into the cake.

"Damn it..." Song Que rushed over, grabbing the man’s back collar and pulling hard.

Such an eerie force...

Upon contact, Song Que shivered, feeling a tremendous force pressing down on the man in the suit!

Song Que immediately realized that pulling him up was definitely not something he could do alone.

"Help me!" Song Que glared angrily at the people around, roaring.

"This..."

"I..."

The elegant people looked at each other, and for a moment, the entire hall was incredibly quiet.

Just as Song Que was about to call the scared waiter over to help, he suddenly felt the tremendous force loosen, and the man was pulled up!

Song Que stumbled, falling to the ground with the man.

Fortunately, he finally pulled him up.

He had just thought that when his gaze unintentionally landed...

The man in the suit lay limply on the ground, his face covered with ridiculous cake frosting, except for a pair of eyes, filled with fear and resentment, staring forward, not knowing who he was looking at...

He was already dead.

Suffocated by the frosting.