Just as Ning Fan was feeling a surge of emotions, the door of the lounge was suddenly knocked.
"Mr. Ning, are you inside?"
Qiu Xiuxiu's timid voice came through from outside.
For some reason, upon hearing this gentle voice, the True Qi within Ning Fan surged violently, instantly swirling around his body, completing a cycle of circulation.
Ning Fan's clear gaze gradually grew confused, and streaks of blood gradually appeared in his distinctly black and white eyes.
At the same time, his body temperature suddenly soared.
"Mr. Ning..."
The knocking once again sounded, and Qiu Xiuxiu's voice was now slightly anxious.
The sound of the doorknob turning was heard, and Qiu Xiuxiu's figure appeared at the crack in the door.
"Ning..."
Qiu Xiuxiu raised her eyes and saw Ning Fan standing in the lounge and was instantly grabbed by the wrist by Ning Fan before she could utter a word.
"Bang!"
The door was closed once more.
