What should I do!?
The flame of battle had just kindled within Tang Yuran, but it was extinguished in an instant.
Wrapped in a bath towel, she stood in the bathroom, anxiously gnawing at the nail of her right thumb—she couldn't possibly go out just wrapped in a towel...
After twenty seconds of hesitation, Tang Yuran carefully cracked open the bathroom door.
She peeked through the crack and saw the living room light was still on, but there was no one around.
"Um... godmother??" Tang Yuran called out weakly.
The living room remained silent; no one answered her.
Tang Yuran bit her lip and raised her voice slightly to call out again, "Godmother? Are you there??"
...
Still, no one responded to her.
Tang Yuran stealthily opened the door a bit wider and looked outside.
Her godmother's bedroom door was closed, and inside, the TV was blaring loudly—probably why her calls were drowned out.
