C169 Halfway savior

Holding the phone, Zhao Yilin gathered up the courage to look through the peephole. The corridor was full of people, most of whom were carrying cameras and talking with their peers leisurely, ignoring the fear and nervousness of the people in the room.

"Where are you now and when can you come over?"

Zhang Yanzhen sounded a bit noisy, as if he was driving through a tunnel