"If I may ask, where do you want to go, Miss?" asked the middle-aged man to Naila, even his figure walked out of his booth and headed towards the girl.
"I want to go out, sir," said Naila immediately.
"If I may suggest, you should not go out through the gate, Miss."
"Why, sir? Is there a problem?" Naila asked with a faint frown.
"Earlier, I saw several men wearing black uniforms wandering around the gate, Miss, I'm not sure if they are the same person, but I still want to tell you this," said the middle-aged man in one breath.
"Is that true? Since when, sir?" asked Naila, her expression returning to a very serious look.
"Before that man approached my booth, Miss," replied the middle-aged man.
"Okay, thanks again for the information, sir," said Naila.
"If you want to leave this place, you don't need to go through the gate there."
"Huh?"
