“I’m here.” Zayn’s gentle voice instantly sounded. At the same time, he also saw the howling woman. The woman was probably in her fifties and seemed to be about the same age as Gloria. Her face was wrinkled, and her hair was both black and white in color. The woman’s clothes were ragged, her hair was in clumps, and her face was so dirty that whether her hair was black or white could not be clearly distinguished.

“What do you want to see me for?” At a glance, Zayn thought that this middle-aged w