"So apparantly—" Wang Xiao was on the brink of summarizing the entire chaotic situation when something inexplicable seized his attention, rendering his normally composed face utterly blank. In a swift, fluid motion, he rose from his seat and hurried toward the windows, his mind filled with an ominous premonition.
As he stood by the window, his silhouette framed against the light, the sight of the military helicopters hovering ominously above seemed to shift the gravity of the room.
The whirring of their blades was a distant, yet intrusive presence, underscoring the severity of the situation.
"This girl..." Wang Xiao muttered under his breath, his voice tinged with hint of frustration. With a resigned sigh, he turned from the window, leaving a cloud of unanswered questions in his wake as he exited the room.
