"Madman, did you forget to say something?" Gan Tian looked at the madman, and when he saw the latter's expression of sudden realization, he turned to face Chrissy and asked politely, "Dear lady, can you tell me where the bathroom is here?"

A ripple of surprise rippled in Chrissy's eyes, she smiled slightly, pointed to the deep hallway to the left of the fireplace, and said, "At the end of this hallway, on the left-hand side, there is a men's bathroom. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Thank you. Gan Tianla tugged at his collar and continued, "It's really warm here, can I use that coat rack in the corner?"

"Of course!"

"Thank you very much. After thanking Chrissy again, Gan Tian walked to the coat rack with steady steps, took off his plush coat, and hung it on it. At the same time he removed his gloves and placed them in the pocket of his coat.

After putting away his clothes, Gan Tian glanced at the madman who was talking to Aruon, and his eyes swept over Chriss, who was smiling, and then he withdrew his gaze and walked into the deep aisle that Chrissy had spoken. He restrained his speed, kept the flat look on his face, and just made it to the end of the aisle, where he found the men's bathroom that Chrissy had men.

It's a single toilet and it's not luxuriously furnished, but it's well stocked. After locking the door, Gan Tian's face suddenly changed, and he rushed to the pool and vomited. He vomited not because he sensed the disgusting aura, but because when he saw the blood on the corpse's forehead, he instinctively felt sick to the bloody blur like a man who had never seen blood. This situation surprised him, and it also made him feel a fear that he had never felt before. He didn't think he was a man who wasn't afraid of blood, but he felt that he shouldn't be so disgusting, but he really didn't have the courage to explore his heart.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Gan Tian basically didn't eat anything this morning, retching for a long time, and didn't even spit out a trace of sour bitter water, only slimy saliva.

"I haven't seen the real horror yet," Gan Tian looked at his pale face in the mirror and sneered, "I'm so embarrassed, it's really embarrassing." With that, Gan Tian straightened his body, took out a tissue from the box placed aside, and wiped the stains off his face. He lowered his gaze and swept over the pile of household items that lay out behind the pool, picked up some of them, and fiddled with them on his face and head.

After some time.

"Sure enough, people rely on clothes!" Looking at himself in the mirror, the corners of Gan Tian's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a satisfied smile. At this moment, what appeared in the mirror world was clearly a gorgeously dressed aristocratic youth.

After taking off the outer layer of warm clothing, the black dress embroidered with golden dragon patterns that Gan Tian was wearing was revealed, which invisibly added a kind of temperament that belonged to the superior.

Huafu is the national costume of the Zhongtian Empire, a regular set of expensive, a luxury, and the most popular clothing in the upper class society in the world today. Gan Tian's piece is a genuine product, and he can't remember exactly how much it cost, after all, this is not something he personally bought. Because Gan Xiangsheng was going to take him to a banquet in high society, before that, Gan Tian had to choose a suitable costume by himself, and he also had to practice etiquette accordingly.

To this day, Gan Tiandu still remembers some of the cumbersome etiquette that the expert Gan Xiangsheng invited taught him, even if he had never used them properly. According to the expert, a true nobleman must walk with a steady and restrained stride like a king, and his eyes must be deep and gentle. When you walk down the street, your eyes naturally look ahead, and in the eyes of others, you should look like a monarch patrolling his territory. Gan Tian scoffed at this set of theories of experts, if being an aristocrat had to be subject to so many restrictions, then he would be honest and be a quiet rich second generation.

In fact, when deciding to come to the house of the old alumnus who was said to be very rich and powerful, Gan Tian was already ready to wear this gorgeous battle uniform under his clothes in case of emergency. Now it seems that if you want to have a pleasant stay here, this is undoubtedly the right choice.

After drying his hands under the dryer, Gan Tian threw away the things he used and walked out of the bathroom. He hadn't been able to take a closer look at the layout of the place because he was about to vomit before, but now he had time to take a closer look.

The corridor is long, flanked by well-arranged rooms, and even with a small white lamp on it, the light is swallowed up by the length of the walk, evolving into a deep effect. Gan Tian looked at the corridor as if he had seen a brown aisle in a hotel or a white aisle in a hospital. I guess this is not a servant's room, but a room for some guests. Of course, the possibility of using these rooms to store supplies is not ruled out. With Gan Tian's knowledge of the family in this short period of time, he did not think that these rooms, which even had a very ordinary design with the door, would be the place where the owner lived.

Gan Tian approached a door to see how the family would number the rooms, but the place where the number should have been hung was empty. He looked closely and found a faint trail on it. Proof of what once existed there.

"Strange, not even a house number?" After saying that, Gan Tian approached another door, and surprisingly, there was still nothing on it, only a bare door panel. If it is in a small house like Gan Tian and Gan Ruo, it is naturally a normal thing to have no house number, because there are only so many rooms. But in such a villa with hundreds of rooms at every turn, it should be a strange thing that the rooms have no name, and for such a row of doors that cannot be distinguished, this is abnormal.

Gan Tian was about to study more closely, when he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps, and when he slanted his gaze, it turned out to be a middle-aged manservant pushing a cart full of cleaning tools. Looking at the skin color of this manservant, Gan Tian knew that he must not be from Mingzhou. A person who was born and raised in Mingzhou will never have the kind of skin color that can perfectly blend with the night.

This old alumnus is really interested, not only is he collecting evidence of his ancestry, but even the servants of the family have gathered different races from all continents. On the surface, he continued to maintain his pace and stepped aside. I saw the middle-aged manservant walk to the position close to the hall, take out a key to open a door, and push the cart in.

Taking advantage of the fact that the car was in the middle of the road, Gan Tian opened a hidden door and walked in. This is a stairwell, and when he first entered, Gan Tian smelled a smell of decay, which was a mixture of dust floating in the air and flocculent flora scattered on the ground, and there was no doubt that it had only experienced the baptism of time. If it weren't for the fact that there were a few similar little white lights on here, he would have turned and left.

Gan Tian looked at the dark wooden handrail, and immediately dismissed the idea of using it, he looked up the gap in the staircase, and found that the staircase actually stretched all the way, as if it led to the attic part of the villa. He covered his nose and mouth and walked up to the second floor and pushed open the door that looked perfectly normal. He was greeted by a wide aisle with the same red carpet as in the hall.

"That voice must have come from here. Gan Tian walked into this aisle, and was confronted by several servants with different hair colors. Gan Tian's eyes fluctuated for a while, but he did not let this fluctuation spread to the outside world, and always maintained his due indifference.

Gan Tian naturally stepped aside, wanting to let these servants pass in front of him, but the last black-haired maid who looked very young stopped in front of him, and then she actually bowed to Gan Tian and asked in a respectful tone, "What is the matter with this guest coming here?"

Gan Tian asked coldly: "This is not something you should care about, right?"

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, I'm really sorry. But the master told me that it was my duty. The black-haired maid still kept her head down, but there was some stubbornness in her tone.

"Really?" Looking at the maid in front of him who was talking and acting strangely, Gan Tian suddenly became interested, so he softened his tone and said, "Actually, I came to visit Ms. Sophia, and I heard that she was sick, and I was also very worried!"

"I see!" The maid raised her head happily, facing Shang Gantian's incomprehensible gaze, and hurriedly lowered her head again, and said softly: "It's rare that you are so attentive, and I believe that Miss Sophia will be very happy to see you." ”

Gan Tian hummed softly in agreement. In fact, for this black-haired maid from nowhere, Gan Tian can be said to be extremely satisfied with her service attitude, and if possible, he really wants to inquire about the other party's origin. It's a pity that in the clan rules stipulated by Gan Xiangsheng, there is such a clause that it is not allowed to hire specially trained slaves. However, Gan Tian heard from some clansmen that a large part of the establishment of this clan rule was due to Gan Tian's mother.

"Miss Sophia's room is in front, please let me take you in. You know, I've been taking care of Miss Sophia's daily life!" Gan Tian's whim was soon completely extinguished by the slightly proud petition of the black-haired maid.

'Miserable!' Gan Tian's face suddenly seemed to be petrified, and with it his brain stagnation, so much so that without thinking about it, he relied on his instinct to reply softly, "That's great!"