"Climbing through the window? How could that be possible? Are you saying the window is made of paper?" Ou Mingxuan exclaimed in shock.
Nangong Lin stroked his chin, "Hmm, it seems like it..."
The rooms in the manor were ancient, all designed in a retro style; indeed, the windows were practically paper.
The next second, a loud "bang" came from inside the room, clearly indicating someone had already gotten in.
Damn it! This sly bastard! Even sneakier than that old fox Ou Mingxuan!
He had been too careless, focused solely on Ou Mingxuan and had completely forgotten about this guy.
No longer able to care about anything else, Nangong Mo immediately opened the door and rushed in.
"Where is she?"
Leng Sichen had already searched the entire room but found not a single soul, his face darkening like storm clouds about to burst.
Seeing this, Nangong Mo immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then snorted coldly, "I never said she was here."