The door to Sikong Wang's bedroom was locked from the inside. Qian Qi, fearing that precious time would be wasted, kicked the door open.
The door fell straight forward, and Qian Qi rushed inside, immediately meeting a strong, pungent smell of alcohol. She glanced around quickly and saw Sikong Wang collapsed beside the sofa.
The noise from her kick was loud, quickly bringing the butler and servants to the room. Seeing Sikong Wang unconscious, they hurried over and pressed a red button beside the bed.
Qian Qi surveyed the surroundings, noticing many empty wine bottles on the floor and scattered packaging of sugar-free cookies. The room's TV was repetitively playing dull advertisements; the food and snacks placed on various cabinets seemed swept aside with force, and only the sugar-free cookies were unwrapped.
Even so, there were at least 20 bags of cookie boxes on the floor, nearly all eaten.
