"Get up, let's head back to Peach Blossom County early."
Yang Cheng gently patted Ye Ling'Er's shapely rear, then got out of bed.
Half an hour later, the four of them simultaneously descended the stairs, overhearing hotel staff chatting.
"I heard five people jumped off the apartment building across the street last night."
"Huh? Why did they jump?"
"I heard they were involved in some cult. Those neighbors saw them jump from the window and couldn't stop them."
Listening to their words, Yang Cheng's lips curved slightly.
This was exactly the effect he wanted. Seeing him jump, those residents would naturally suspect the others were also willing participants.
At this moment, a waiter noticed Yang Cheng and quickly asked respectfully, "Mr. Yang, are you checking out?"
Yang Cheng nodded, handing over the room card in his hand.
As soon as they completed the checkout, the hotel manager staggered out.
"Manager, why do you look so unwell? Didn't sleep well last night?"
