"Sikong Miyu, stop right there!"
Ivana Bennett raised her gun and aimed at the person's back; from his build and silver hair, she had already recognized that this person was Sikong Miyu.
Hearing the voice behind him, the man turned his face around and watched her, his eyes with colored pupils held a faint smile.
"Ivana, long time no see!"
Ivana Bennett lifted her arm and aimed the gun at him, "Why are you here?!"
Sikong Miyu shrugged his shoulders, "Visiting an old friend."
Staring at the man's face in front of her, Ivana Bennett frowned.
An old friend? What does that mean!
Up the stairs, there came the sound of hurried footsteps.
"Catch him, quick! Lock down all the exits..."
That was Lucas Walker's voice.
Glancing at the gun in Ivana Bennett's hands, Sikong Miyu grabbed the stair railing, leaped up forcefully, and dashed onto the staircase below him at an angle.
Ivana Bennett rushed to the side of the staircase, both hands holding the gun aiming at him.