"Ah! No way!"

Just as Song Xiaodong's face was about ten centimeters away from Yang Yushi's, Yang Yushi suddenly gasped and pushed Song Xiaodong away, then immediately jumped out of bed and fled in a panic.

With a thud of the closing door, Song Xiaodong couldn't help but smile wryly. He knew all too well that Yang Yushi was just pretending, so he deliberately scared her off.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Song Xiaodong's expression gradually grew serious. He felt that this place was extremely dangerous. If he were alone, he wouldn't have the slightest fear; however, with Yang Yushi involved, if any serious unrest occurred, he wasn't entirely confident he could get Yang Yushi back to their homeland safely.

Pulling open the curtains, Song Xiaodong looked outside. There seemed to be far fewer lights than usual, and there were hardly any cars on the road in front of the hotel. This gave Song Xiaodong an inexplicable feeling of oppression, and he couldn't help but frown.

He quickly grabbed his important belongings, made his way directly to Yang Yushi's room door, and knocked urgently.

"Who is it?" Yang Yushi's voice came from inside the room.

"It's me!"

"So late, you..."

"Hurry and open the door; we must leave here immediately."

"Huh?" Yang Yushi immediately opened the door and said, "You're not tricking me into opening it, are you?" But before she could finish speaking, Song Xiaodong had already barged in.

"What are you doing?" Yang Yushi was startled.

Song Xiaodong rushed inside and said, "Change your clothes immediately. I'll get your passport."

"This..." Yang Yushi hesitated for a moment and realized Song Xiaodong wasn't joking when she saw him actually rummaging through her suitcase for things.

Yang Yushi was not an ordinary person and, at this moment, showed no delicate girl's pretentiousness. She went directly to her suitcase, pulled out a set of clothes, and quickly rushed to the bathroom to change.

When she came out, Song Xiaodong had already packed. He said, "Let's go."

Yang Yushi nodded, not caring about the things left behind. Song Xiaodong's urgency was enough to signify the seriousness of the situation. Except for the passport and phone, everything else could temporarily be disregarded.

The two hurriedly took the elevator downstairs, but as they stepped out, they realized they were too late. Two military trucks had already arrived at the hotel entrance, and twenty or thirty soldiers had jumped out of the vehicles.

They quickly blocked the main entrance.

Song Xiaodong immediately pulled Yang Yushi back into the elevator, hurriedly pressing the button for the third floor.

The elevator stopped on the third floor. Song Xiaodong quickly pressed all the elevator buttons in sequence, then pulled Yang Yushi out, rapidly heading to the end of the corridor, where there was a storage room.

The storage room was packed with items, leaving a very cramped space. After closing the door, the two were forced to squeeze together.

"Has a conflict broken out?" Yang Yushi asked softly.

"Yes, even earlier than I expected. It seems the old king is dead."

"Alas, now there's truly nothing we can do. But what are those soldiers doing coming to our hotel?"

"This is the primary hotel here, which means the people staying here are very important. In a chaotic situation, there might be someone they want to leverage. We could even be one of their targets."

"Aren't they here to protect us?"

"Protect? You're overthinking it. Protecting us, what benefit does that bring them? Even if they officially say it's protection, it would definitely be a hostage situation, meaning our safety wouldn't be guaranteed at all. We can't let them control us; we must find our way out of here."

"Alright, I'll do whatever you say." Yang Yushi was straightforward. In areas she wasn't skilled at, or didn't understand at all, she knew better than to give unsolicited opinions. Not having an opinion was the wisest choice.

Footsteps soon sounded from outside, followed by doors being opened and a cacophony of protests echoing. However, faced with soldiers holding guns, all protests were futile and everyone was taken downstairs. No one came to check the storage room.

"Let's go!" Song Xiaodong pulled Yang Yushi out and headed directly to the window at the end of the corridor.

The sounds from upstairs drifted down, indicating considerable chaos had erupted—not just protests, but now curses and what seemed like some conflicts.

This made Yang Yushi secretly admire Song Xiaodong's choice of floor. Because when the soldiers first entered, the initial protests on this floor were weaker, making it relatively calm. Naturally, the soldiers didn't search as carefully here.

But once chaos broke out upstairs, the soldiers would naturally assume someone was hiding and begin a careful sweep. A storage room like this clearly couldn't hide two people.

It seemed like a simple choice, but it wasn't one most people would make. Instinctively, people want to get as far from danger as possible, generally fleeing to the highest floor. Song Xiaodong's choice of floor and his way of pressing the elevator buttons clearly showed this was a premeditated decision.

Opening the window, Song Xiaodong said, "Close your eyes."

Yang Yushi smiled faintly, saying, "It's okay, I'm not afraid."

Song Xiaodong nodded, directly picked up Yang Yushi, and leaped out of the window.

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