C45 Chapter 45

Two figures hurried along the long corridor, one in front and one in front. Guan Zhi's hands were hurting from being dragged all the way here. Although Hee Junyuan didn't try to pull him, his tightly held hands seemed to be communicating something to him.

"Where are you taking me?" This was the third time he had asked this question, and the first two times he had received no answer.

Hee Junyuan