"Boss? Boss, where are you?"
After circling around twice without seeing anyone, Zong Wangyue's voice suddenly grew quieter. At the same time, he hunched his neck, standing in the spacious lobby, hesitating and appearing somewhat faltering.
Although he didn't know what had happened, Zong Wangyue was somewhat clear in his heart that you must have hidden for some special reason. After all, it had already been decided before entering that Zong Wangyue would be made a target to attract the attention of enemies lurking in the shadows.
It was still early spring, and during the day, the sunshine made it feel somewhat warm, but at night, one could noticeably feel the temperature drop,
The surroundings were dim and empty, and intermittently one could feel a spine-chilling breeze slowly blowing past.
"Ding—"
A noise suddenly came from the elevator area in front—the sound of an elevator door opening.
"Gulp—"