But to Yan Cijin, the way those words came out didn't feel cold at all. It felt soft, like someone trying to act tough but actually worried underneath. Like she was afraid something might happen if she let her guard down even for a second. That thought made Yan Cijin smile a little inside, though nothing showed on her face as she simply nodded obediently.
They moved out from behind the desk and continued forward, their footsteps light but quick. The corridor on the first floor was surprisingly quiet compared to before, with only a few scattered noises echoing from far away. It felt like most of the zombies had already been drawn elsewhere, probably toward the rooftop where the interdimensional market would appear. Still, Bai Li didn't relax even a little. Her grip on the weapon stayed firm, her eyes constantly shifting from one corner to another, checking every blind spot.
They were just about to reach the side door when.....
Movement.
Sudden.
Sharp.
