C353 It Was like a Thunderclap

A person in a wheelchair sat at the doorway, their head wrapped in bandages, looking pale and unwell. Yet, the eyes that fixed on Lyi Chongyi were disturbingly bright.

Lyi Chongyi stood there, mouth half-open in disbelief, his gaze darting between the door and the window. He was so agitated that he struggled against the ropes binding him, causing the chair to shift a few inches.

“No, no