"Rest assured, Young Master, I have checked. She indeed lives here, without a doubt."
"Since she lives here, and the security said they haven't seen her leave, why, after knocking for so long, is no one answering the door? Could she still be asleep?"
Nangong Chen muttered to himself, raising his hand again. This time, he knocked a bit harder. Little Fox heard it but glanced at Jiang Xue, who was seriously brewing medicine, and said nothing.
Stopping the medicine brewing halfway would ruin the batch. So, it only hoped that the person knocking would be sensible enough to leave upon finding no one answering.
But Nangong Chen was not someone who gave up easily. Since the guard said Jiang Xue was home, she must be home.
At first, he suspected Jiang Xue might be asleep. But now, after knocking so loudly and still no answer, he began to suspect something might have happened to her.
