Following behind Lu Zhao'er, Lin Ji's embarrassment was finally relieved somewhat by the fragrance emanating from her body.
They arrived at the deepest part of the Lu Residence.
Lu Zhao'er stopped in her tracks and looked at Lin Ji.
"This place is where my parents reside. Even the servants are not allowed here on regular days."
Lin Ji didn't quite understand.
But when Lu Zhao'er led him into the courtyard and opened the door to a room, Lin Ji's expression finally changed.
Inside the room, a middle-aged woman lay quietly on the bed.
Lin Ji used his divine sense to probe and realized that the woman still had vitality within her, but there was no breath, like a living dead person.
He had only seen such a situation during the day!
"A Corpse Puppet? Even in your Lu Residence?!" Lu Zhao'er just looked helplessly at the woman on the bed.
"This is my aunt," Lu Zhao'er said.