Sometimes, people who loved to perform always wanted to put on a show, no matter the setting. And even when the audience did not want to watch, they still had to perform.
So Chen Mo could only stand to one side and silently watch Ninth Madam's performance. Only after every trick failed before him would Ninth Madam's solid defenses finally crumble.
Only then could he properly interrogate Ninth Madam and get answers to everything he wanted to know.
Naturally, Ninth Madam knew nothing of Chen Mo's thoughts.
She controlled herself, not daring to make the slightest unusual movement as she gently pressed the elevator button. The doors slowly closed. Her heart began to beat faster as she kept telling herself that she had to stay firm, had to remain steady, and could not let the enemy before her notice anything.
To keep Chen Mo from seeing through her, she did not even dare turn around. She simply stared at the elevator display.
Then the elevator began descending. Several dozen seconds later, it chimed, indicating that they had reached the second basement level.
But at that moment, there was a bang inside the small elevator. A pane of glass dropped down, separating Chen Mo from Ninth Madam! Only then did the elevator doors open, revealing the elevator lobby—a fairly spacious area with bright, plain white lighting. There was no furniture, only an empty room.
"Ha ha ha...!"
Seeing the glass separate them, Ninth Madam immediately burst into loud laughter. She slowly walked out of the elevator, then turned around to look at Chen Mo, who was isolated behind the glass.
However, her laughter carried a sinister edge. Ninth Madam's face was filled with vengeful hatred, along with a faint trace of delight.
All those emotions twisted together on her face, making