An ordinarily temperamental person like this, when speaking during a crisis, naturally becomes much more reliable than those who usually love to disguise themselves, making her fully trust Gu Nuan.
That's what she said, but even if Zhong Qiaohui didn't abandon them, there was no telling whether there would be enough time to bring back help to rescue them, as their pursuers were already reaching their doorstep.
Zhou's enforcer seemed to sense something unusual about the tightly locked wooden door, brought tools to pry it open, preparing to forcefully break through.
The banging and knocking sounds once again filled the passageway.
Unable to control herself, Xiaoliu dashed towards the wall Zhong Qiaohui had crossed, intending to climb over it and escape on her own.
