Chapter 199: Manufacturing Room

Squeak, squeak!

The decrepit elevator continued its two hundred-year history.

Many strands of dark hair were embedded in the mechanical spindles, causing the elevator's descent speed to be abnormally slow, sputtering from time to time.

"Why must I come down.... Could you not solve this yourself?" Mia grumbled unwillingly.

"We are alone, no need to 'pretend'," Han Dong responded.

"You've been aware of the danger all along, deliberately staying at the back of the group and doing everything you could to conserve your energy, hoping to be the first to escape when danger strikes, isn't that so?"

"Hehe...."

Upon Han Dong's words, Mia's expression and gaze instantly changed.

With downcast eyes and a gloomy look, she gazed upwards at Han Dong in a very 'emo' fashion.

Her words also turned ice-cold, no longer affecting a cutesy demeanour, she asked with a strange expression:

"I just don't understand, why are you pushing so hard?"