The lights in the interrogation room were dim and the air was still.
After sitting for a long period of time, Xiang Wan started to feel her back aching and felt weak.
At this point, she was extremely tired. She had woken up early in the morning to prepare breakfast before rushing to the airport to catch her flight. After being brought in for questioning after such a long flight, she was worn out.
She hung her head down as her back leaned against the chair with her shoulders slumped like a lifeless doll.
One could sleep anywhere when one was extremely exhausted.
Xiang Wan's eyes were half-opened. She was about to fall asleep. Her consciousness starting to drift into slumber.
It was unsure how much time had passed when someone pushed open the door of the interrogation room.
A man walked in, backlit by the light behind. He was tall and had such an imposing aura he seemed to be shining in light…
Bai Muchuan.
