Massive Strength

At this moment, Baz—who was in charge of opening the door—had already collapsed to the ground. He was trembling non-stop.

Jiang Baimian didn't have time to communicate with Shang Jianyao. Instead, she cast her gaze into the room.

It was relatively spacious inside. There was a large bed, a closet, a desk, and a sofa area. It was covered with a thick, dark-brown rug. It was obvious that the resident was of high status.

The only problem was the wall at the back of the room, which hung Eidolon Nun's Sacred Emblem. There was no way to open the windows. The windows near the corridor had a rather heavy, light-colored curtain that completely blocked out the light.

With the few rays of light that surged in through the door, Jiang Baimian barely managed to see the room clearly. She felt that, be it the layout or the decorations, they were closer to the style of Red River.

Jiang Baimian suddenly sensed something and raised her right arm, prepared to block.