Chapter 48 : Paying the Price of a Broken Leg
- The entire abandoned warehouse was eerily quiet, like a deserted ghost town.
- Zhan Junhao suddenly felt a chill and instinctively hugged his arms, calling out in a low voice, "Song Wenya, where are you?"
- His voice echoed through the empty building, amplified many times over, but there was no response, only a faint breeze blowing.