When did that girl run to behind them?
When did the male guest from room 310 go upstairs?
How did the most skilled Laowu get knocked out?
And why do they feel ice-cold all over, their teeth chattering, as though they've fallen into an ice cellar?
All these questions remained unasked, as Gu Qiaoqiao raised her hand and set up a Barrier Talisman. She looked at Qin Yize and smiled, "You go ahead and ask..."
Qin Yize nodded, "Okay."
"Feel free to do as you please. There's no need to be too polite to this kind of scum," Gu Qiaoqiao, worried that Qin Yize might hold back because of her presence, encouraged him.
Qin Yize found it amusing, but it did put him at ease.
He clenched his fists and slowly walked in front of the three people.
Then the three only realized that today they ran into some fierce characters.
They clutched their hands together but suddenly found the knives in their hands were gone.
A gleam of cold light flashed on the ground, but when did it fall to the ground?
