As someone came in, all around, either openly or with hidden malice, eyes instantly fell on Cai Tianxin and Cai Hong.
They bore an aura of hostility, much like Lan Xiaotian; indeed, they were the same kind of people.
Cai Tianxin pulled Cai Hong to quicken their pace. Just at the corner, his gaze was caught by a woman.
Compared to everyone else he saw, although she was expressionless, neither hysterical nor pleading, and just quietly sat there, she felt to him much crazier and more dangerous.
The others were like caged beasts in a struggle, even if reluctant, they seemed resigned to their fate.
But she was different; Cai Tianxin couldn't tell what made her different, but he was somewhat intrigued.
After he and his sister came out from the room where Lan Xiaotian was held, Cai Hong finally showed a long-lost, cheerful smile.
Recalling the first sight of Lan Xiaotian just now, they could hardly believe the person before them was someone they knew.
