The dark, narrow tunnel seemed like an endless road. The thick walls isolated the bursts of cheering from the sports event outside, reducing it to faint noise that subtly seeped in.
On one hand, Ai Xiaoxiao felt an itch in her heart as she listened, but on the other hand, she was curious about their destination. She asked softly, "Miss Hilveld, how much longer until we arrive?"
Hilveld turned her head and gave her a smile, "Soon, Little Princess."
"Ah, please don't call me that like Tangtang does, it's so embarrassing," Ai Xiaoxiao said with a red face, "Just call me Xiaoxiao, Miss Hilveld. Why does it sound like the event is still ongoing outside?"
"Perhaps."
"Do you think they might have taken my cousin?"
"No," Hilveld chuckled.
"But why do we have to wear these veils, they're so dirty—" the latter seemed like a curious baby.
