The clock on the wall was ticking, and the sound made Jun Jun's heart even more anxious.
She habitually touched the pendant around her neck. It was the half piece of ancient jade that had been hanging around her neck since she was six years old. For so many years, this broken piece of jade had been accompanying her, and when she was repeatedly in trouble it had silently comforted her.
When she was nervous or afraid, subconsciously clutching the ancient jade seemed to have become a habit of hers.
A series of footsteps sounded from afar. Someone was coming!
Jun Jun sat up alertly, her hands clutching the corner of her clothes. She was extremely nervous. But then, she began to laugh at herself. Since she had already made the decision to come here, there was nothing to be afraid of. After all, she was already so lowly that she had nothing else to lose.
She let go of the corner of her slightly wrinkled clothes and calmly looked at the door.
