Angry voices echoed in the basement.
Having woken up only to find herself trapped in this place, Long Xiruo quickly realized her predicament, but no matter how much she cursed, she couldn't make Gui Qianyi open the basement door.
"Lord Long, there's medicine on the table made by this old man... For now, you should just rest here and recuperate."
"Gui Qianyi, was this your idea?!"
"Lord Long, don't ask anymore... This old man was prepared to be caught by you and boiled into soup, only then locking you inside... Save your strength, just rest well now, this old man is leaving."
"Gui Qianyi!!!!!!"
But this time, there was no response... Long Xiruo looked at the basement—a basement, yet furnished like a suite with every necessity.
Exquisite enough to make her feel an impulse to smash everything... But such destruction would have no benefit.
