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「Three days later.」
In the dark and cold dungeon, only a few faint flames danced on the stone walls.
Nangong Jin leaned quietly against the cold stone wall, her long hair scattered messily over her shoulders. Her snow-white robes were long stained with dirt and dried blood.
Her wrists were chafed red by the heavy shackles, yet her expression remained indifferent, as if the pain her body suffered had nothing to do with her.
—until the sound of familiar footsteps echoed.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Those eyes, as deep and still as an old well, finally rippled the moment she saw the newcomer, her voice tinged with a hint of joy.
"Brother Pei, you're finally back! You were gone for so long this time…"
Pei Yuhang came to stand before Nangong Jin. Compared to before, his robes were now somewhat disheveled, with signs of tearing in several places.
