Gu Qili was led by Qiu Yufei all the way to a secluded building area that still retained the architecture from thirty years ago, emitting an air of aged decay.
Although Gu Qili's strength had recovered a bit, the doors and windows of the room she was confined in were nailed shut, making escape virtually impossible. After several attempts, she gave up.
The room was dead quiet, and she could not tell the current time, be it afternoon or night, like a lone boat lost in the middle of the sea without any sense of direction.
It was not until the sound of a door opening from outside that she vigilantly stood up. Lacking any means of self-defense, she could only tightly clench her fists, uncertain of how the deranged Qiu Yufei might handle her.
Indeed, it was Qiu Yufei who entered, her smile carrying a few traces of sinister coldness, a stark contrast to the lively and cheerful girl seen at the airport. It appeared a person could indeed have two sides, both angel and devil.
