357 A Tight Slap

They proceed to make their way to Nanmu Hotel.

Inside their SUV, the few of them stayed silent.

Nanmu City was too small. They only need to pass two intersections, make a turn, and they would reach the hotel soon enough.

At this moment, Bai Muchuan suddenly ordered for them to stop the SUV.

Xiang Wan asked, "What happened?"

She thought something had cropped up.

Bai Muchuan, however, pulled the door open. "Wait for me by the roadside."

Thud!

The door closed.

Bai Muchuan left a back view for everyone.

Quan Shaoteng rolled down the car window and looked on at his back view. "Little Bai… what is he up to?"

Xiang Wan was perplexed as well. "Beats me!"

Quan Shaoteng did not seem to believe her. "You don't know either?"

"Mm." Xiang Wan also looked at the diminishing figure that disappeared into a pharmacy.

"Is he feeling unwell anywhere?" Quan Shaoteng asked again.