Click—
The door lock was unlocked, and the door was pushed open.
Yang Yuran gestured 'follow me' to the two boys behind her, putting on the air of a fierce sisterhood leader.
She stepped over the threshold and found that, in broad daylight, the room was pitch black.
Yang Yuran turned on the flashlight on her phone to avoid tripping over something and falling.
She strode to the window and pulled the curtains open with both hands.
Fan Sirui, like a vampire afraid of sunlight, hastily covered his eyes with his hands and sat sideways. It was unclear if he was avoiding the harsh sunlight or the intense, concerned stares of the three people.
"Do you have a tail following you?" Yang Yuran glanced at He Qian.
He Qian scratched his head in confusion, replying naively, "No? Why would you say that, Sister Yang?"
Kong Tengyu, who had already reached the center of the room, shook his head helplessly.
