How Ironic it is
Wu Zhang silently left Song Jia's room to go outside. In the waiting area came two guards following after a woman who looked quite reluctant to walk. Since it was snowing outside, the weather was quite cold and the woman's face was partially covered with a hoodie.
The three people reached to the lobby where Wu Zhang was already sitting and the two guards bowed to him, while the woman stood in her place—without even lifting her head.
"Boss this is the woman, that was trying to sneak inside."
Wu Zhang glanced at her and flicked his wrists in the direction of the two guards. "You can go."
The guards bowed again and then left on his order.
"Who are you?" Wu Zhang asked irrespective of knowing the answer.
The woman chose to stay silent.
Wu Zhang chuckled. "If you are not willing to speak, then it's alright. My men are spread everywhere and you won't be able to leave until you don't open your mouth."