Li Mengran realized that the girl's voice was no longer feeble. Instead, it had hardened and contained a sinister vibe. She seemed like a demoness that had finally shown her true self.
The higher the person climbed, the more they feared death.
He glanced at the shattered glass near himself, his face paling, his lips chattering. "I-I'm not going to shout."
"Open the door."
Li Mengran wasn't aware that these three words were directed at her.
Seeing no reaction from her, Fu Jiu coughed lightly. "Miss Li."
Li Mengran came back to her senses, glancing at her back view.
The girl didn't turn her head, but her voice was much warmer. "Do you have the strength to move?"
"Mmh!" Li Mengran glanced over to the man, he seemed to be on the verge of fainting. She bolted up, tugging on the lock, hoping that her actions could be faster, just a little faster.
Ka-cha!
The door was finally open.
