"Alright, all of you go outside and stand guard. Let me be alone with her for a moment."
"Yes, Haozi!"
Once everyone in the basement had left, Nanrong Hao walked alone to a small room. He knocked on the door and pushed it open. Inside the small room was a simple bed and a small round table with a case of bottled water and a box of bread and biscuits. Next door, there was a rudimentary toilet.
At this moment, a woman was sitting on the bed in the room. It was Zhu Xiaozhu, whom Ling Chen was searching for.
Seeing who came in, Zhu Xiaozhu was stunned and said in surprise, "Nanrong Hao, why are you here? Did they also capture you?"
Nanrong Hao replied expressionlessly, "Miss Zhu, you are mistaken. No one captured me. On the contrary, I had you brought here."
Hearing this, Zhu Xiaozhu was taken aback and asked incredulously, "Why? Why would you do this? We've never had any enmity; if not great friends, at least we're friends."
