Su Yan asked
"What do I want?"
Hu Rou spoke
"The hairpin you wore before has the Hell Flower pattern.
Now that you have hidden it, it shows that you treasure it dearly."
Saying this, Hu Rou stared at Su Yan's chest.
There, Little Hua's idle chatter made the other shore flower twinkle under a sky not yet fully lit, strikingly obvious.
Hu Rou's eyes lifted softly
"You want to find Hell's entrance."
Su Yan looked at her in silence.
She didn't speak, so Hu Rou knew she had guessed right.
This wasn't the first person to have come asking for Hell's entrance.
There were many more.
Over these three years.
Because of this, she had suffered quite a few misfortunes.
Also because of this, her skill in disguising became all the more refined.
Just like the man standing next to Su Yan.
It wasn't their first encounter.
This man had once asked as well.
Asked where Hell's entrance was.
Desperate and frantic yet unable to move her.
Because of this, she narrowly escaped disaster.
