As soon as she pushed the door open, Mu Lingshan was hit by a pungent smell—smoke, alcohol, and a strange odor she couldn't quite place.
The room inside was brightly lit, creating a stark contrast with the darkness outside, and for a moment, Mu Lingshan couldn't adapt, instinctively raising her hand to shield her eyes.
Once she adjusted to the intense light, the scene on the first floor came into her view.
The entire first floor was a single large room with old flooring, covered with shoe prints and so dirty that its original color was unrecognizable. In the center, seven men were sitting around a hot pot on tires used as seats, several of them wrapped in bandages to varying degrees.
Mu Lingshan had seen every one of these men not long ago; they were the ones who had attacked Chu Ge with batons.
As Mu Lingshan assessed these men, they also turned to look at her.
