Xiao Kong didn't open the door; he just asked through it.
He remembered that Uncle Prince had a key.
And Uncle Prince had once seriously instructed him not to open the door, never to open the door. He kept Uncle Prince's words in mind forever.
"Hello, I'm not Uncle Prince. My name is Lin Fan. You can call me Uncle Lin."
Lin Fan, upon hearing it was a child, adjusted his tone to sound gentle and friendly. To communicate with children, sincerity is essential.
The other side of the iron door was very quiet.
There wasn't a sound.
After realizing it wasn't Uncle Prince, Xiao Kong looked very nervous, not daring to breathe deeply.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person," Lin Fan said.
Still, there was no response.
Listening carefully, you could only hear Xiao Kong's breathing.
