The light on the other side of the single-layer coated glass was a ghastly white, illuminating the figures of six people; while this side of the glass was shrouded in darkness.
Trying hard to recall her earliest memories of Mr. Q, Shi Nian seemed to be stranded on a solitary island amidst the dark tides. The murky waters surged around her, lapping at her feet, gradually soaking the hem of her pants…
Shi Nian kept her eyes firmly on the six people and took a deep breath, raising her hand.
She turned her gaze towards Huangfu Huazhang.
Huangfu Huazhang placed a hand on her shoulder, "Don't be afraid, I'm here with you. No one dares to harm you."
Shi Nian nodded, gently closed her eyes, and her hand pointed towards someone on the other side of the glass: "It's No. 3."
Old Qiao was delighted upon hearing this and instructed for all six individuals to be taken away before escorting Shi Nian and Huangfu Huazhang back to the meeting room.
