Bang!
The sound suddenly came from inside the house, and Linlin, who was standing by the door, turned her head to look before her expression turned panicky. She shouted and ran into the house.
Zhou Wang realized that something might be wrong and, disregarding politeness, followed her quickly inside.
The small living room was not spacious. Old furniture crowded every space, and the few windows were covered with old newspapers, making the room appear even darker.
In a room partitioned by a simple door curtain at the far end, Zhou Wang saw Linlin kneeling and crying softly. In front of her lay a woman on the ground.
Zhou Wang hurried over. The woman on the floor was "Sister Xiao Yu," but she looked much more haggard than he remembered.
Zhou Wang couldn't spare time to closely examine her at the moment, his expression quickly turning grave.
