At that moment, the night had not yet deepened, and the moon's influence on Zhan Moxiao had not reached its peak, so he could still control his behavior. He was sitting cross-legged in the small temple, listening to the Zen sounds to calm his spirit.
Li Dan glanced at the monitor, then turned and opened the door to the Underground Building.
As soon as the door was opened, Ou Lan walked into the narrow corridor, a path she had walked before and was no longer unfamiliar with.
The hidden door behind her closed slowly, and the lighting illuminated the corridor, clearly revealing the patterns on the stone walls on both sides.
Her last visit had been a forced one by Zhan Moxiao, and she had been very scared. This time, she had come voluntarily, and it was heartbreaking.
She paused for a moment before walking further; she wanted to see what Zhan Moxiao looked like in his torment, yet she feared seeing it.
