Yang Xiao walked cautiously all the way, and fortunately, after leaving the vicinity of the 18th floor, the thick smoke and heat wave diminished significantly.
The core of the paranormal activity was at Chen's Strange Film Industry, and the closer it was, the more dangerous it became. Yang Xiao couldn't help but worry about Zhou Mingxiao's situation, so he kept quickening his pace. Now, only he could save him.
Finally, after a tense but safe journey, Yang Xiao returned to the 17th floor, standing in front of the glass door of the office.
He didn't knock rashly but first tried to push the door gently with his hand.
Good, the door was locked, which also allowed his anxious heart to relax a little.
"Knock, knock, knock!" Yang Xiao raised his hand to knock on the door.
Worried about scaring Wu Zhuo inside, Yang Xiao didn't use much force, but enough for those inside to hear, while squatting slightly and vigilantly scanning his surroundings.
