Within only a few exchanges, she completely subdued him.
The man struggled desperately, but every attempt to escape only resulted in another painful lock that forced him back onto the floor.
Only after making sure he was completely restrained did Lana calmly light the oil lamp inside the room.
Warm yellow light gradually illuminated the interior.
The moment she saw the man's face, her expression remained surprisingly calm.
It was none other than the inn receptionist. Lana sighed softly. "I had already guessed it was you."
The receptionist's face immediately turned pale. Lana folded her arms and looked at him coldly.
"Now I understand why you insisted on reminding me not to leave my room alone."
She narrowed her eyes.
"You weren't warning me out of kindness. You were trying to protect yourself. If the authorities investigated later, you would've simply claimed that you had already warned me You would've made yourself look innocent while escaping suspicion."
