She pinched the burning flame at her fingertips, opened the window to air out the room, to prevent herself from being affected too.
Then she took out her phone and immediately hacked into the hotel surveillance system, deleting and permanently disabling all footage involving herself and An Yirou.
Having done all this, she walked to the bathroom door.
"Younger Uncle, I am An Yan, how are you?"
A man's repressed voice of pain and the sound of water splashing on the ground came from inside.
An Yan could imagine Fu Shiyan soaking in cold water in the bathtub at that moment.
She knocked on the door, "Younger Uncle, I'm An Yan, can you open the door?"
"Get out! Stay away from me!"
An Yan knew he was in pain, and patiently said, "Younger Uncle, it's me, An Yan..."
The door suddenly opened, and An Yan's arm was grabbed, her whole body staggered as she was pulled into the bathroom.
