C207 Occult Without Releasing

When she finally arrived at the door of Xing Mowei's room, Mi Qiao didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

The old lady reached out and turned the doorknob. Everyone's eyes were fixed on her, as if a single blink of an eye could make them miss the whole world.

The old woman turned the knob in a tight circle and then let go.

"Why is the door locked?"

The old lady frowned as she talked to herself