Yang Jinxia was the most experienced among the three women. Suddenly awakening from her sleep and finding herself here didn't alarm her. She first looked at Chen Xu, who was drenched in sweat and appeared very anxious, and then she began to survey the surrounding environment with some suspicion.
It was a strange, square space that resembled a room, about twenty square meters in size. The walls emitted a white light, but the floor was pitch black.
Beyond that, there was nothing else.
Her gaze swept around, and after confirming there was no immediate danger, she turned to look at the other two women. A thought struck her, and she roughly guessed what their situation might be, her lips curling into a cold smile.
Seeing Luo Xiyun in her beige pajamas didn't surprise her, as she had speculated this might be the case before.
