Just then, Si Haowen smiled,

and waved at the heavyweight girl named Butterfly.

In an instant, the entire villa, once simple, crude, and cold, was filled with warm sunlight.

All the gloom, coldness, and oppression were banished in a flash.

Gorgeous flowers and verdant green leaves even began to bloom and unfurl at the fans’ feet,

turning the villa—luxurious on the outside but spartan within—into a scene straight out of Heaven.

Some of the fans had already come to their senses and began to back away, step by step.

Then, they quickened their pace and fled the villa.

However, a full two-thirds of the fans chose to stay.

Their eyes filled with tears of joy, and they trembled with excitement as they gazed at Si Haowen, who stood in the middle of the well.

"This is more than enough proof! This is definitely not a normal Evil Spirit! Otherwise, how could a mere expression and a wave of his hand fill this creepy villa with flowers?"

"It’s almost evening now, but the sunlight is as brilliant as it is in the morning."

"This is a huge problem! Everyone, switch streams quickly and look at the one broadcasting from outside the villa... My skin is crawling!"

The viewers who saw this comment immediately started switching streams.

Since numerous influencers and various media outlets were present, there were many different streams available.

Some of the streaming equipment had been left inside the villa, broadcasting its interior.

Others, sensing something was wrong from the start, had retreated with their equipment.

Their streams, therefore, showed the villa’s surroundings and exterior.

"Mr. Chu, there really is something wrong with this villa."

Liu Yuzhu held up her phone, showing the livestream to Chu He.

Inside the villa, life flourished, as if meticulously arranged by Nature’s most delicate hand.

In the glimmer of the morning dew, the clear, sweet chirping of birds wove together with the faint babbling of a distant stream into a melodious symphony.

Rainbow-hued peacocks strolled elegantly across the emerald lawn, now and then lowering their heads to peck at blades of grass or raising them to spread their wings.

Every movement was a flow of iridescent color, as dazzling as a rainbow descending into the Mortal World.

Flowers of every shade vied to bloom, their petals adorned with crystal-clear dewdrops that made them look all the more tender and succulent.

They gathered in clusters or were scattered artfully, together weaving a brilliant and colorful tapestry.

Sunlight filtered through sparse clouds, casting mottled shadows that merged with a gently drifting mist to form a dreamlike veil.

This mist seemed to contain a kind of Magic Power, making everything appear soft and distant,

as if one had stepped into a fairyland, far removed from the mortal coil.

"It’s so beautiful."

"Oh my god, could this be Si Haowen’s inner world? It’s so clean and pure, just as I thought."

"Does anyone get it, sisters? The more beautiful it is here, the more I hate Chu He."

The fans who remained in this paradise were all immersed in its tranquility and beauty.

Their faces overflowed with blissful smiles, their eyes shone with a warm light, and they gently folded their hands over their chests,

silently giving thanks for this sudden miracle.

However, when one’s gaze passed through that dreamlike veil to the villa’s exterior, it was like plunging from Heaven into Hell.

Black mold spots spread silently, like phantoms in the dead of night.

They ran rampant over every corner of the villa, making the once magnificent building look like a cursed ruin.

Not only were these mold spots bizarre in shape, but they seemed to possess a life of their own,

emitting waves of chilling air as they slowly writhed. They intertwined to form cryptic patterns,

resembling both the totems of an ancient civilization and a Curse from the abyss,

inspiring a mix of awe and bone-chilling terror.

The villa’s plaster, corroded by the mold, was riddled with holes, and black blisters gurgled in the cracks,

like the unceasing eruption of a spring from Hell.

These blisters seemed to contain some kind of indescribable power.

Each time one burst, it was accompanied by a low, stifled sound,

like a whisper from another world. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

These whispers were sometimes clear, sometimes faint.

They were at times sharp and piercing, at others low and oppressive, like the Spell of a Demon,

making one’s skin crawl and heart pound with fear.

This contrast between the two worlds, inside and out, made the villa seem all the more bizarre and terrifying.

It was at once a miniature of a fairyland in the Mortal World and a gateway to the Hell Abyss.

"Mr. Chu, should we intervene now?"

Liu Yuzhu glanced back at the fully-armed members of the Defense Team behind her and asked.

’With Chu He here, plus such an elite Defense Team, they should surely be able to deal with the Evil Spirit in the villa.’

"There’s no need to intervene.

Send someone to inform the people who are livestreaming.

They must broadcast every single frame from here to the entire population of the Great Xia Empire.

Make sure every citizen of the Great Xia Empire sees this clearly and understands.

Otherwise, even more idiots will pop up.

Let’s use the lives of these idiots inside the villa to wake up the public."

Chu He said coldly, "Tell those reporters to stand back and broadcast without fear. I will personally be here to ensure their safety."

Liu Yuzhu’s heart gave a violent jolt.

’It looks like Chu He is dead set on this.

Using those people’s lives to make the citizens of the Great Xia Empire see exactly what it is they’re facing.’

The livestream continued.

Inside the villa, Butterfly, completely mesmerized, walked step by step toward the well.

Si Haowen, standing in the well with a pale smile, opened his arms and pulled Butterfly into his embrace.

"SOB SOB SOB... Si Haowen, I’m so happy.

I never thought I’d get to be hugged by you one day.

At this moment, I’d be willing to die."

Butterfly’s tears streamed down her face like a bursting dam.

She wrapped her plump arms tightly around Si Haowen’s back.

However, a flicker of doubt crossed her mind for a fleeting moment.

’Why is Si Haowen’s body as cold as a giant block of ice in winter?’

But the euphoria of being hugged by Si Haowen had already filled her entire mind,

and Butterfly didn’t dwell on the question.

"I’m so jealous! Si Haowen, can I get a hug too?"

"Me too, me too!"

"Si Haowen is so good to his fans. I’ll never regret stanning Si Haowen in this lifetime."

"..."

The female fans grew restless, staring eagerly at Si Haowen, hoping he would treat them the same way he treated Butterfly.

"I’m so happy, so, so happy. Si Haowen, you know? I once told myself that if I could get a hug from you, I wouldn’t even mind dying on the spot."

Butterfly said through her sobs.

"Is that so? Then you can die now."

Si Haowen said, still smiling palely.