At the second-floor staircase, once Hu Zirui confirmed that the master needed no support, he made a forward gesture.
Shen Liqi closely followed behind him, not daring to stray a single step.
Zou Jie turned his back to stick close behind Shen Liqi, guarding against any surprise attacks from behind.
Thus, the three of them progressed in tight formation.
Compared to the busy first floor that was open for consultation, the corridor here was deserted, and the atmosphere was much quieter.
But it wasn't completely silent; it seemed as if from every consulting room came some sort of repetitive mumbling, layering over each other like a group of monks each reciting their own scriptures, enough to fray one's nerves.
Clearly, the place was not empty, it might even be crowded.
Soon, Hu Zirui, on high alert, dashed to the door of the first consulting room, which was wide open.
