Chuzheng was sitting in the basement.
She heard the sound of a door opening, not knowing how long it had been.
Someone was coming down.
She slipped into the corner to hide.
An elderly man came down, with a head full of silver hair, dressed in an old-fashioned Zhongshan suit, leaning on a cane, walking down one step at a time.
The elderly man finished the last step and stood there for a moment.
Then he went around to the back of the staircase, fiddling on the floor at the bottom, opened the floorboard, reached in, and twisted something inside.
Chuzheng: "..."
This is way too concealed!!
The mechanism shifted, and a door slowly opened on the left side of the basement.
Chuzheng glanced over there, just beside the wall leading upstairs.
The elderly man with the cane went in.
With a flick of her wrist, Chuzheng wrapped herself in Yin Xian, and her figure immediately vanished into thin air.
Chuzheng followed the elderly man inside.
Inside was a very empty room.
