The noise came quickly and vanished just as rapidly, after a shout or two, it abruptly stopped and disappeared.
But Xu Shu heard it very clearly.
It was clearly a cry for help.
"Fine, fine, fine, holding a silver party in the middle of the night without sleeping, and forcing trades, huh?"
"It really got me excited."
Xu Shu yanked up his pants, put on his clothes, and then quietly turned the door handle without making a sound,
He looked around and saw that no one noticed him; the corridor was lit by peculiar oil lamps, their dim, flickering flames mixing with the gloomy moonlight created an eerie and tranquil atmosphere.
Gu Pan's door was closed; it seemed she wasn't awake yet.
Xu Shu didn't wake her, fearing the noise might draw attention, so he became extremely cautious, tiptoeing as he followed.
From a distance, he saw three men capturing a woman in the corridor, heading toward the exit.