"Miss..."
Kim Joohyun tried to stop her, but Shi Qianxi didn't get it and raised her hand to press the doorbell.
"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."
It wasn't long before.
The door opened.
Inside was a neatly dressed middle-aged man, probably around forty, with an elegant demeanor.
Seeing Shi Qianxi, he was obviously taken aback, then frowned and spoke in Korean.
It was probably something like "What do you want?"
Shi Qianxi didn't say a word, turning her head to signal Kim Joohyun to come over.
Realizing she might have caused trouble tonight, the face under Kim Joohyun's mask had turned from red to pale, and she approached slowly.
The middle-aged man in the room was initially puzzled, as Kim Joohyun was wearing a mask, but when she bowed and greeted him, he suddenly realized who she was.
He showed no surprise; instead, his face turned instantly ashen. He glanced at Shi Qianxi and the others, then without another word, closed the door behind him.
"Bang!"
