The activity outside seemed to slow down.
The sound of the chainsaw grew weaker, replaced by a few dull thuds of a hammer hitting the door.
"Thud—thud—thud"
The noise grew closer, louder, and Zhang Shuai's voice outside the door became clearer, and Tian Xin heard Lin Zhou's voice.
Soon after, the voices of Li Aiying, Tian Fushun, Li Jing, and others followed and came through.
She turned her head to look, and the previously airtight wooden door had a book-sized square hole, swinging as it was pushed inward.
The "thud—thud" sound grew louder and more intense, as she watched the piece of wood being pushed from outside, the stone in her heart finally falling to the ground with the wood.
She straightened Li Ke's chair, tidied her disheveled hair and clothes, looked at Li Ke's terrified eyes, and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, you won't die. Everything you once did to me, I'm returning to you now!"
