This strange and bizarre place! How unfamiliar!
Everyone experiences fear of the unknown future, and at this moment, Zhong Lingling's pores bristled in fright!
No matter where she was, she needed to find a way to contact Xiang Yimo quickly. Seeking help from Xiang Yimo was the priority!
Despite feeling exhausted all over, Zhong Lingling tried hard to sit up, but as she raised her hand, she heard a clanging sound.
It was then she realized that both her hands were chained, shackled to the headboard of the wooden bed.
Even the bed was so old-fashioned!
Heavens, don't tell her she's dead, having gone through a cliché time-travel scenario or something!
Who put these chains on her hands?
"Is anyone there? Somebody, come here!" Zhong Lingling called out for help desperately.
Thinking it was her loudest effort, she was dismayed to find her voice was hoarse and faint, as small as a fly's buzz.
