Gao Ge came back to his senses, shoved his phone into his bag, picked up the gift in his bag, and walked to a nearby trash can, tossing it in with a flick of his wrist.,For three years, I'm still hovering between the second and third tiers.,The room was bare, with only the faintest hint of a breeze. It felt unsettlingly cold. Gao choked back a gasp and moved slowly towards the wall where a metal box sat. His fingers brushed its edge when suddenly, a forceful grip shot out from behind, clamping around his waist. He couldn't even scream before being lifted off his feet in an instant, tossed onto the bed with dizzying speed.。