"Open the door," Dong Qi collected herself and commanded, putting on the imposing manner of a young miss.
The two men hurriedly unlocked the door. After the three of them filed in, they once again shut it.
"Phew… what a precious thing to guard. Finally, the mission’s complete," one of the men couldn't help but heave a soft sigh of relief.
"This Holy Fame Plaza has gotten more and more eerie lately. I wonder what’s going on. I get a thoroughly unsettling feeling each time I’m here," the other complained. "Next time, if I’m sent here for a mission, I’ll definitely refuse it over my dead body. If we were to meet with something unclean here…"
"Touch wood, touch wood! Can’t you keep your mouth shut? Be careful lest your inauspicious words really summon those unclean things!"
"That’s right, that’s right," the other person quickly slapped across his own mouth lightly.