"I came to find you, Lorimas."
Su Bai's voice was gentle, even carrying a warmth many would find impossible to resist. It also made him well suited to becoming the unscrupulous merchant who would run the Mist Shop in the future.
"Who are you? You're not him. Your footsteps are different from his."
The woman behind the door did not deny the name Su Bai had called her by, which effectively confirmed his suspicion. The woman locked behind the metal door on the hidden level of the Sixth Floor was very likely Lorimas, the beautiful woman who had married the hotel owner.
If the account in the notebook was true, then the day after Lorimas and the hotel owner married, they had sealed off the entire hotel and never come out again.
Su Bai brushed his hand over the metal door, already marked by the passage of many years. He wondered how long Lorimas had lived... or rather, been locked inside.
What about her husband? Where had the hotel owner gone? Was he the "him" Lorimas had mentioned?
Su Bai had many questions, but he had no intention of pressing Lorimas to tell him who "he" was. Instead, he continued, "Someone cares about you very much, so they asked me to find you."
The woman on the other side fell silent for a moment. Su Bai faintly heard chains moving across the floor.
"Is it... Jialan?"
Jialan? This was the first time Su Bai had heard that name, but he still said calmly, "I don't know who that person is either. I'm just the one carrying out the request, but I know he's very worried about your current situation."
"Then it definitely isn't Jialan." Lorimas's voice grew tearful. "Jialan must not want me anymore. He's very angry. No matter how