The commotion in the corridor didn't last long, and the situation soon calmed down. After that, the old woman peeling the apple stood up and walked to the door with a hunched back. Placing her wrinkled face on the glass, she looked left and right, ensuring there were no threats in the corridor. After that, she straightened her back a little bit and nodded, stretching out her hand, and pushing the door open.
However, something cold and hard stopped on her waist.
"Don't shout, and don't do anything unnecessary," Zhang Heng said. "We are not from the three major guilds. We just want to ask you a few questions."
The old woman began trembling. She then turned her head with a smile on her face. It was as if she didn't understand what Zhang Heng said and hoped he could repeat it.
