The winding mountain road, much like her current mood, twists and turns, leading to a perplexing end that she can't see, as if standing at a three-way intersection, unsure whether to go left or right.
The higher she climbs, the lower the temperature drops.
Tang Li felt her arms grow goosebumps from the cold.
The dim and unclear streetlights only allowed her to see a few steps ahead of her feet.
Beyond that was pitch darkness.
Her cellphone lacked a flashlight function.
After walking for about half an hour, Tang Li faintly saw a pair of wrought iron gates.
—It should be Yunqi Villa.
She thought to herself.
She stopped walking and didn't move forward.
On the side of the wrought iron gate was a surveillance camera lit with a red light.
If she continued to approach, she would definitely be caught in the surveillance range.
