Wu Xie was about to say that seemed a bit exaggerated, but watching the door being violently rattled, he couldn't help swallowing hard. "Is this door even sturdy? We should probably leave first."
Black Glasses tossed the box in his hand. "Let's roll."
Aning nodded. Seeing Zhang Qiling walking over, she raised a hand and brushed the dust off his cuff. "Let's go."
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