Not long after entering the mansion, we were split up, and I ended up alone in a small but elegant room with two leather couches, a cherrywood coffee table, and human-sized windows covering the entire eastern wall.
'A shame they are blocked with bars.'
I sat and leaned back with both hands on my lap, trying to calm myself down, after what happened with Gu Tianhao; my trust in other groups was zero.
"I wonder if the others are doing okay..."
The moment I finished speaking, the door handle clicked, and what seemed to be a servant opened the door, slick hair and a smart suit. It almost felt surreal in the current world, but that was just a testament to Jiang Roulan's grandfather.
He looked at me with a slight frown before lowering his head as someone else entered.
The moment she entered, the air seemed to freeze.
