Xiao Si didn't notice Chuzheng sneaking up behind and hurried downstairs to meet a few other people.
Two bodyguards stayed where they were, while the others went to the small building they were residing in.
Chuzheng avoided the two remaining bodyguards and followed them at a distance.
The group entered the small building and skillfully opened a secret door, revealing stairs leading down below.
But they only stood at the entrance, with no intention of descending.
Chuzheng looped the Yin Xian once and confidently walked out, heading down the stairs.
The steps counted roughly over twenty. At the bottom was a passageway illuminated by wall lamps.
One end was blocked off, allowing only one direction.
Chuzheng headed towards it. An eerie wind from who knows where blew through the tunnel, filling Chuzheng with discomfort, an instinctual urge to bristle.
Just then, Chuzheng heard a panting sound.
Chuzheng paused for a moment, then quickened her steps towards the sound.
