Duan Qianyang could only follow along.
As Xiu Xi had particularly instructed, the room where Feng Nianian was held had nothing but a bed, with the two burly men Ruan Hao hired yesterday guarding outside.
Jiaojiao and her group arrived early; the two men were taking turns to guard, with one already sleeping soundly, and the other yawning repeatedly. Upon seeing them arrive, he jolted awake and kicked the other man beside him.
The large man must have been dreaming, probably a nightmare, as he jumped up in fright and looked around. "What's going on, what's going on!"
Seeing Duan Qianyang and the others, his mind instantly cleared.
Then, as if remembering something, his face changed, showing a hint of guilt. His eyes darted around, not daring to meet their gaze.
Jiaojiao's heart tightened at the sight, her first reaction was worry that Feng Nianian might have escaped!
Apparently, the other three had the same thought, and Xiu Xi immediately kicked the door open.
