Feng Xiaoli's heart thumped wildly with a rapid beat.
She knew that she should be screaming for help at this time, but counting on her fingers—one, two, three—she reckoned everyone in the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce; even Hei Dian added to the total brought the count to only two people and one wolf.
With Her Majesty not around, loudly calling for help would only alert the enemy.
Feng Xiaoli covered her mouth, silently admonishing herself not to make a fuss.
If only Brother Xiaojin were here, he would definitely come up with a method.
Thinking of Dugu Xiaojin, Feng Xiaoli tried to bolster her spirits; she too must come up with a method.
She looked left and right and suddenly let out a soft gasp.
In the darkness, she seemed to see something.
