Jiang Yi clenched Li Jixian's hand, worried about his sister, and hurriedly followed Li Hongyuan and Nanny to the study.
Nanny, shivering, leaned against the bookcase and reached out to turn a porcelain bottle fixed on the shelves.
The bookshelf creaked and moved, revealing a hidden door behind it.
The door was locked with chains.
Li Hongyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised a short knife and slashed the chains with a clang.
Jiang Yi ran over and pushed the door open.
The room was dark and cold, with Night Pearls embedded on the walls, emitting a faint glow.
Jiang Yi couldn't wait and ran inside, shivering from the chill.
"Seventh Sister! Seventh Sister!"
He didn't care about the cold and shouted loudly.
Li Hongyuan did not call out.
He held a whip and a short knife, and walked down the narrow dim corridor for a while until the scene before him suddenly opened up.
At the end of the corridor was a spacious room.