The guard walked up to Li Xiaosheng and stopped in his tracks.
His gaze pierced through Li Xiaosheng, his pupils reflecting a barely noticeable hint of puzzlement. He spoke with a voice deep and forceful, like an echo emanating from the abyss.
"Someone's here to see you. Go now."
The guard's words were brief and forceful, devoid of any intonation.
Li Xiaosheng was momentarily stunned, then lifted his head to look at the guard clad in a dark blue uniform.
A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, and his mouth twitched slightly as if he wanted to say something, but then he swallowed the words down.
He slowly stood up, following behind the guard, each step seeming exceptionally ponderous. The walls of the corridor were marked with mottled traces, recording the passage of time, as if narrating the stories that had occurred here. He walked through the lengthy corridor, each step accompanied by an echo, as if his inner voice was resonating in the empty space.
