C483 Abo Rona's Kiss

Su Chen looked at the room. There was nothing to protect himself with. The table looked heavy, and he could not push it. He could only take a stick from the side. Who knew what the stick was for? It could be used to protect himself.

Malak twisted it a few times, but did not twist it open. He did not dare to damage the items here. He could only knock on the door gently. "Little thing, be good