"Xin Lang?" Min Hui slowly read off the monitor. She turned her back, only to see the door wide open and Mingxia not in the room. She left the room hurriedly, running across the hallways and screaming Mingxia's name. She could not find her anywhere, so her last option was the CCTV room. She went there quickly, checking through the monitors until she found Mingxia on the last floor.
She was hanging on the edge of the balcony. Her mouth was moving, yet no incomprehensible word was yet. Min Hui called some guards to follow her to the balcony. She pushed open the door when Mingxia was about to jump.
"Mingxia, I know you can fight it." She held onto the printed paper of the man in her dreams. An eerie sound came, and afterward, her eyes became red. She fisted her fingers into a hard ball, turned her neck three hundred and sixty degrees, and growled loudly. The guards who saw this ran away for dear life, leaving only Min Hui with her. "He is the one, am I right?"
