The other two people who were left behind pressed their index fingers to their nostrils and did not say a word. They could not wait for the elevator to arrive. The surroundings were so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
Song qingxiao used her divine sense to speak. She had used up too much of her divine sense. Every word she said made her feel like someone was using a wooden hammer to knock on her sea of consciousness, giving her a headache.
After she finished asking, she saw number two's already very ugly expression become even uglier.
After the matter was settled, the others in the guard Station left one by one. Number two had quite a background in this mission, and should have left with the others, but he stayed behind. He must have stayed to find miss Chu's spirit.
However, from his expression, it seemed that the search had not gone smoothly.
Song Qing rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "
"Where's your phone?"
