After setting the scene, footsteps echoed from outside. Yun Ya took one last look at the now deceased Yun Sha. Deep within her pitch-dark eyes, a hint of pity was deeply hidden, swiftly overcome by an overwhelming and merciless coldness, akin to a harsh winter blizzard blanketing the sky.
A wall stood at the entrance of the restroom, dividing it into two exits on the left and right. Almost the moment Yun Ya stepped out of the door on the left, the driver who had been waiting to no avail poked his head out from the door on the right.
"Elder Sister Yun?" The middle-aged driver called out.
After a long silence, with an echo almost audible, the driver's heart suddenly thumped violently for no apparent reason, an ominous premonition creeping over him.
He glanced around, with no one going in or coming out, he gritted his teeth, "Elder Sister Yun, I'm going in?"
No sooner had he spoken than he stepped inside.
The corners of Yun Ya's mouth imperceptibly curled into a faint smile.
