Thud, thud, thud...
The sound was getting closer and closer, and Wen Zhiyao's heart suddenly hitched in her throat.
Suddenly there was a weight on Wen Zhiyao's shoulder. She was completely focused on the situation in the corridor when someone appeared behind her. She shivered, and reflexively cried out.
The next moment, her mouth was covered by someone. Jiang She had somehow appeared behind her.
"Shh… It's me," Jiang She had also heard the noise coming from the corridor.
Wen Zhiyao's cry alerted the person in the corridor, the footsteps suddenly stopped, then continued but grew fainter. The person probably heard the sound and chose to run.
Jiang She immediately opened the door and rushed in.
Without hesitation, Wen Zhiyao followed him. In the middle of the corridor, a thin man in a gray suit was running for his life.
Jiang She followed closely behind, chasing him furiously.
Wen Zhiyao didn't linger either and hurriedly followed them.
