Inside, Iris had been listening nervously. She couldn't help but ask, "You can't open it either?" She sounded defeated. "It's not the direction. We tried kicking it from inside too." She glanced at Bruno. "The guy next to me is a professional bodyguard—really skilled—and even he couldn't break it open. This door's just too solid." Natalie raised an eyebrow. A professional bodyguard locked in there? Hearing "really skilled" made her cautious. No matter the situation, it was never smart to drop your guard around someone strong. Then Iris spoke again. "You should just go!" Natalie and Cassian were taken aback. "What?" Tears rolled down Iris's cheeks. "Go! If the people from the Grayhound Sect come back, you'll be in trouble too. There are a lot of them, and they're cruel ... " She shuddered, remembering Rosalie's awful state from yesterday and the ugly sneers the two guards made while tearing her clothes just now. The woman outside sounded young. As another girl, Iris didn't want her to end up in the same nightmare. "Go now! If a girl gets caught here, it's over!" She paused, then added, "Worse than death." Her mom was gone, and her dad was missing. If dying meant she could avoid those monsters, then so be it. Meanwhile, in another room, Rosalie whispered angrily, "She's an idiot, isn't she?" Lillian nodded. "Exactly! Someone finally came to save us, and she's telling them to leave?" Rosalie's face darkened.She wished every woman in the world could suffer the same pain she did. That would be fair! Why should she be the only one suffering? Rosalie and Lillian were in a room far from the main door, so they couldn't hear the people outside. But she could hear the voice in the hallway clearly. It was Iris. The moment Rosalie saw her yesterday, she knew that girl was doomed. Just some naive fool who only knew how to listen to her mom. And now, look what happened. Such a perfect chance to escape right in front of her, and she didn't even appreciate it! If it were Rosalie, she'd be crying and begging the people outside to keep trying, to help break open the door. Even if the door couldn't be opened, at least someone else could come in and share her misery. No way she'd tell them to leave! But Rosalie kept these thoughts to herself. She wasn't about to risk leaving the room. Outside the door, Natalie was touched. The girl inside was kind. In peaceful times, people liked to talk about being humble and considerate. Everyone showed their best side. But Natalie had survived too long in this apocalypse. She'd seen the other side of human nature. When your life is on the line, how many people will give up their chance so someone else can live? Most would rather let someone die trying to save them than give up even the tiniest chance to survive. Almost everyone would cling to her, their only hope. They'd beg her not to leave, to find another way. They wouldn't care if she got into danger herself.She never expected to find a girl who was so kind. A good girl like this was rare. Natalie glanced at the door and licked her lips. She wasn't leaving without saving her today. She gently placed her hand on the door, focused for a moment, and stored it straight into her storage space. But there was another door right behind it. Something clicked in her mind, and she turned to Lucky. "Didn't you say you could open it? "Show me." Lucky let out a short "Ow!" and backed up a few steps, giving herself some space to run. Showtime! She picked her spot, her goofy look suddenly disappearing, replaced by a fierce, determined focus. Then she charged—her paws pounding the ground, leaping like a roaring tiger—and slammed straight into the door. Boom! The door crashed down. Natalie was stunned. Damn. All that devilroot and deer velvet really made her strong! She is a powerhouse now! Hard to believe this was the same tiny white puppy that used to curl up in her arms. Now she was built like a lion! Natalie was shocked, but she didn't forget to pull the first door out of her storage space and toss it aside as the second one fell. This made it look like both doors had just been ripped off, so no one would notice she had a storage space.Once the door fell, everyone on both sides could finally see each other and realized they were all familiar faces. "Iris?" "Natalie? Mr. Holland?" Iris and Natalie had both lived in hillside villas for years. Since Talia and Scarlett were close, of course the two of them knew each other.