Nanling Airport—
Pan Qing curiously trailed behind Ji Ning, looking around.
This was her first time in the legendary Nanling City, and it seemed far inferior to Beijing.
The airport runway was pitifully small, hardly any other travelers in sight.
The sky was a hazy gray, and there was an uncomfortable energy mixed in the air that made her uneasy.
She inexplicably wanted to destroy something.
Ji Ning, who was constantly observing her, noticed the energy around Pan Qing rapidly shifting, and suddenly struck a point on the back of her head.
When Pan Qing woke up again, she suddenly found herself lying in an unfamiliar room.
Her body was tightly bound to the bed with restraints.
Instantly, her mind flooded with all kinds of horror stories.
Frightened, she screamed loudly, "Help... is anyone there? Can someone save me?"
Suddenly—
A frustrated male voice sounded, "Shut up!"
Pan Qing screamed repeatedly, unable to stop.
