Though in charge of the dozen or so streets nearby, Zhuang Linyan had never come to this small building.
Until this time when she stepped inside, even Zhuang Linyan couldn't help but be silently shocked.
Because, unlike the dilapidation outside, the interior of this small building was extremely luxurious; even the seemingly precarious walls were made of metal.
Simply put, the entire building was solid, almost like a fortress.
Though she came in soon after, upon entering the foyer, the living room was empty, without a trace of Xue An.
Zhuang Linyan's heart trembled, but she quickly took a deep breath and spoke loudly, "Friend, I come with no malice, only to talk about certain matters, so I ask for a meeting!"
No response.
The building was so quiet one could hear their own heartbeat.
But just as Zhuang Linyan was about to continue yelling, a calm voice rose from behind her.
"Mm?"
