Several minutes later, Gu Xia woke up and found herself in a dark, damp basement.
The entire basement was only about seventeen or eighteen square meters in size, lit by a gloomy blue light that added an eerie touch.
Gu Xia's hands and feet were bound, and she lay on a torn cotton quilt in the corner.
The quilt, no longer recognizable as white, was covered with dust and grease stains, and even had visible bloodstains on it.
If it were a timid girl, she would probably have started crying loudly at the sight.
However, Gu Xia was no ordinary person; she yawned, sat up forcefully from the ground, and leaned against the wall.
At that moment, footsteps sounded—someone was coming down the rigid metal stairs, each step echoing eerily and chillingly.
When the person finally came down and stood under the cold light.
She could clearly see his face…
Just as Gu Xia had thought, it was him!!!
Gu Xia spoke first, "Bi Jinlong."
