The person before him, dressed identically to An Xiaomian, who had called him earlier.
Shangguan Xiu immediately walked toward her direction, striding quickly.
The light from his flashlight stayed on the woman, "An Xiaomian, is that you? Was it you who just called me?"
"Don't shine the light on me, I'm afraid... I'm afraid of light..." The woman, startled by the beam from his flashlight, suddenly screamed in panic, shrinking back and lowering her head.
Shangguan Xiu hurried over, no longer shining the flashlight on her face, but placing it on the ground instead. The light reached the wall, casting a dim glow in the dark room, barely revealing a blurred face.
He frowned, crouched in front of her, reached out to seize her chin, and made her lift her head.
He examined her face closely.
In the dim light, the contours of the face before him indeed matched An Xiaomian's exactly.
