"You dare... Help! Somebody, help!"
Sun Xuanrui was so frightened that she ran off, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Feng Lin was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected her to run so fast in high heels.
He shook his head slightly and turned to leave.
Crossing the small path, Feng Lin arrived at the residential area, taking out his phone to check the specific address.
After searching for a while, he finally found the corresponding street.
Following the house numbers, Feng Lin came to a common residential building.
Looking at its age, it was at least twenty or thirty years old.
Many of the roads were caved in and cracked, and no one had repaired them.
The address given by Chi Ling was on the first floor; he stood in front of the door with peeling green paint and knocked.
"Who is it?"
A woman's voice sounded from inside; she seemed to be of considerable age.
"Hello."
Feng Lin stood at the door's peephole and smiled, "I'm looking for someone."