Meng Xi'er's room was at the end of the inn.
Meng Xi'er held onto the doorknob, having a bit of psychological shadow about caring for others after what happened with Du Xiaorong.
There had been too many instances of good intentions being thrashed in her life. She didn't know whether it was because she was unlucky or simply fated to be so.
The girl knocked feebly on the door, her face pale. Meng Xi'er said softly, "I have a room next door, you can ask them if they are willing to let you in."
"There's no one over there," she trembled, "they... they are coming…"
Meng Xi'er held her breath and indeed heard footsteps coming from not too far away. The footsteps were chaotic and heavy, suggesting that they belonged to adult males, and there were many of them.
Meng Xi'er listened as the sound got closer, her heartbeat increasing. She bit her lip hard, cursing herself for meddling! If she were to face complications due to helping others again, then she deserved it!