There was a long corridor outside after walking out of the narrow passageway. The unfamiliar voice of Boxing King Potian sounded. "This is it."
Feng Qing looked over and saw that the door plate was 109, so she asked, "Are we staying here?"
Xie Jiuhan turned to look at her and pushed open the door. He smiled and said, "What are you thinking? We're second-class people now. This is where second-class people live. You're my spoils of war now. You'll sleep wherever I sleep. I can only wrong you, my little baby."
