Chapter 105 Nosebleed_2

Occasionally, a chilly wind would "whoosh" down the long corridor behind him, causing the fluorescent lights overhead to sway gently, casting mottled shadows across the chaotic cement floor.

The surrounding environment seemed so desolate and quiet, giving one the illusion of being in ruins.

From afar, he heard a dull echo trailing along the wall behind him. It was probably the sound of those two people throwing away the table.

While just now, the three of them had struggled to carry the table over, and this corridor hadn't seemed so endlessly long...

Xu Xiangyang couldn't help but quicken his pace, eager to leave this place and return to the bustling mall.

Soon, he saw the two flights of stairs and that seemingly heavy door. Weighed down, the door would slowly close every time it was pushed open, eventually leaving only a crack that intermittently revealed the landscape on either side.