The three people faced each other and no one spoke for a while.
Nathan Shao's appearance was obviously just getting up from the bed, squinting, holding behind his neck with one hand, and holding the door with the other hand.
It's just that in this chill, there is something more different.
For example...the rare trace of panic and helplessness that appeared on him.
The silence continued eerily.
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