Jian Yufei fell hard.
Both knees were scraped and bloody, a bloody mess.
When the servant treated her wounds, her face turned pale with pain, and tears welled up in her eyes.
There was a doctor on the island.
The doctor advised her to rest in bed for two days and not to walk around, and Jian Yufei couldn't be more pleased.
She didn't want to see Nangong Xu right now, to avoid any more of his perverted demands.
In the end, she couldn't escape.
In the evening, Nangong Xu had the servants lift her into a wheelchair and pushed her to the Lavender Flower Sea.
In the center of the Lavender Flower Sea, there was a small path.
On either side of the path were European court-style street lamps, emitting a soft glow.
Nangong Xu stood in the middle of the path, next to Jian Yufei sitting in the wheelchair.
"Why did you bring me here?" Jian Yufei asked him calmly.
Nangong Xu didn't answer; he was still holding the Ashes Box.
