Wang Ruoxi sat upon her bed, her hands propping up her cheeks, thinking about the embarrassing incident from last night.
Suddenly!
Billowing thick smoke rolled in, causing her to cough violently, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
"Cough, cough..."
After coughing harshly twice, Wang Ruoxi quickly realized: there was a fire!
Just as she stood up and prepared to run towards the door, she heard a loud "clang," and the door was violently kicked open.
Wang Ruoxi, frightened, crouched in the corner, covering her mouth and nose with one hand, daring not to breathe heavily. Like a lamb hiding from a wolf, she curled up into a ball, quivering.
Two black-clad assassins, brandishing shining steel knives, barged in.
One of the assassins stepped forward and flung the quilt on the bed into the air with a slash of his knife.
"She's not on the bed, check the bathroom!"
"Crack!"
The glinting blade came down, and the door to the bathroom was cleaved in two.
