Qian Youwei took a deep breath and made a lot of determination to dare to touch the aging wooden door, and Long Jiu's hand never left the neck of the dark pile.

"Who's out there?" a timid voice came from inside the room, like the whisper of a lark.

So Qian Youwei simply pushed the door and walked in,

"Who are you? What are you doing?" Qian Youwei saw that a young girl was sitting on the bed looking in his direction, her face was full of sorrow, and for a moment, Qian Youwei was deeply fascinated by the lark in the cage, and almost forgot his task, but he quickly eased up.

"Are you Ren Lanqing? I'm here to find her. ”

"I am ......"

"Alright, get your bags ready, come with me right away, and I'll get you out of here. ”

"Yes"

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