Bai Changfeng's expression grew even darker upon hearing this, "Did that elevator really have issues before?"
Xia Xin nodded, "Zhao Wenhua said so, and the ancestor mentioned... Zhao Wenhua might have already died in the elevator back then. Now she's a paper figure combined with a Blinding Technique, making her feel she's still alive. Her appearance here might be arranged by the Xuanmen Association. I think what the ancestor meant was that Zhao Wenhua was like an NPC in a game, specifically here to give some hints."
Bai Changfeng understood what Xia Xin meant, "That's possible..."
As he spoke, he leapt ahead of the crowd, his gaze landing on Zhao Wenhua not far away.
She was working with her head down, while her colleagues around her continued to pile work on her due to their own matters.
Yet she didn't dare to resist, regardless of who gave her work or what kind, she accepted it all without a word.
She looked like an utterly ordinary person.
