She didn't dare to make a move, looked around the bathroom, and found no weapon at hand. Ming Mei grabbed a towel, barefoot, and tiptoed to the door.
She put her hand on the doorknob, took a deep breath, and suddenly pulled the door open. She was fully prepared to strike, yet there was no one in front of her. It seemed like no one had appeared in the room at all, and what she had just heard was merely an illusion.
Ming Mei was greatly shocked. No, she clearly heard a sound just now. Could it really have been an illusion? Did she hear it wrong?
Ming Mei's doubts grew deeper. She walked out cautiously, her breath and heartbeat slowing, putting all her attention into her hearing.
The lights in the living room outside were very bright, and the bedroom lights were also on. There was nowhere to hide anyone in the hotel. Ming Mei's palms became covered with sweat.
Her eyes carefully scanned every possible hiding spot in the room, finally landing on the curtains.
