The place where Su Gao was waiting looked like the interior of a tower.
In the small space, there were several chairs scattered around, and Su Gao sat in one of them.
Through the glass window beside her, it was clear that it was night outside.
At this moment, the bright full moon shone through the window onto Su Gao, making her look like a sprite under the moonlight, sparkling and shining.
Creak!
Walking on the worn floor, Fu Qian approached Su Gao with her gaze, while she remained completely silent.
Up close, one could see Su Gao's pure and flawless face, stiff as if she were wearing a mask, sitting there with barely a breath of life.
If one observed carefully, they could even find countless hidden cracks on her skin, looking as if they might crumble and dissipate at any moment.
Something was definitely wrong!
Fu Qian didn't rush to speak and just scrutinized her closely.
"Mr. Fu?"