Jing Yiran had not been cultivated by Jing Zhongxiu as the heir of the Jing Family, but he received as much education as he should. Mo Lan had hired many teachers to give him knowledge about different fields, and although he had never attended any formal lessons, he went through enough experiences after he grew up. He was fairly familiar with poisonous gases.
He instantly understood that something was wrong with just one inhale, and then he heard Tang Shunian's sound of running away.
Within a few seconds, the entire room was thronged with a white gas, and nothing could be seen clearly.
Jing Yiran rushed to the door, following the path as he remembered it. He swiped the code breaker and opened the door.
In the meanwhile, a gentle woman's voice arose in the room.
Everyone outside the door heard the line "Your room will be bombed automatically, please confirm."
Two voices shouted loudly and simultaneously.
"Confirm!"
"Shoot!"
