The footsteps drew closer and stopped outside the door.
Bai Pu suddenly widened her eyes.
She wanted to shout but realized she had no strength to speak. Her throat emitted a weak, choked sound.
The person outside seemed to have heard some movement, as their footsteps paused.
Then, the action of unlocking the door accelerated abruptly, accompanied by the clang of the iron chain being thrown aside.
The next second, the heavy iron door finally swung open heavily!
Bai Pu's eyelashes trembled.
She watched as the light transformed from a spot to a cluster and then enveloped her in patches.
A tall figure, with indistinct facial features, approached her with the light behind him. However, his broad chest, as he held her, felt undeniably real.
"Bai Pu?!"
A low, familiar voice, tinged with urgency, accompanied by a cold and stern expression, and a faint smell of tobacco lingering between his nostrils…