The air vent was only the size of a fist, and the walls were thick; there wasn't much to see.
The room was dimly lit, and from this angle, one could only catch a glimpse of a corner and hear the faint sounds of a game of "Fight the Landlord" echoing from within.
Could she have found the wrong place?
No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than she heard a loud "bang". Immediately afterward, Chu Yu's body was tossed onto the ground like a sack, appearing before her eyes.
Through the vent, she could see the little guy with a blindfold over his eyes; his hands and feet were bound, his lips cracked and dry, displaying an expression of pain on his face.
"Strangle you!"
"Useless trash!"
"Good-for-nothing!"
Lin Wanru's voice, filled with rage and frustration, followed...
Shen Bijun's pupils abruptly contracted, and her chest felt tightly gripped by an invisible hand, making it hard for her to catch her breath.
