Immediately afterward, a glaring light came on.
An Ziqi closed her eyes for a moment, waiting for them to adjust to the light before reopening them.
A figure was walking towards her.
An Ziqi furrowed her eyebrows. As expected, it was Tang Shiyi.
Tang Shiyi came up to her, forcefully gripped her chin, and sneered.
"Not so smug now, are you? Weren't you quite arrogant in my house just now?"
"Tang Shiyi, what on earth are you trying to do?"
"What am I doing?" Tang Shiyi let out a few deranged laughs.
"You'll know what I want to do very soon."
Back then, at home, how Xiao Moli trapped her in that little, sunless room, she would return the favour a thousand, a hundred times over.
Elsewhere, Dark Night North America division.
Su Ran had been here for a few days, discussing North American strategies of the Dark Night with Xiao Moli.
Xiao Moli was listening to his plans while looking at the message An Ziqi had sent earlier, his lips curling up involuntarily into a smile.