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At this moment, the front hall was bustling with activity, while Nan Zhijun and Xing were inside the room, worrying about how to open the door.

"Miss, what do you think we should do?" Xing paced back and forth in the room with a troubled expression, looking at Nan Zhijun who sat there quietly and feeling especially anxious.

When she came in to wash Nan Zhijun's face, the door was still fine