Chapter 8

The deafening gunshot exploded almost right next to my ear.

I closed my eyes.

My heart pounded and constricted rapidly.

I almost gave myself away, almost screamed out loud.

But I held still, not moving a muscle.

I knew that if I made even the slightest sound, I would face death again.

So I dug my nails into my palm and endured.

I even patted the henchman’s shoulder in confusion, asking him with my eyes, “Why aren’t we moving?”

The henchman nodded at Dan Tuo.

Then continued walking forward.

Phew, I managed to bluff my way through for now.

After walking through a corridor, he led me upstairs to the second floor and pointed at a dark red door.

The henchman said sinisterly, “Go on, be quick about it.”

I regulated my breathing, pushed the door open, and stepped inside—