"They're here." Ye Qiu and Ji Nan hid in the dark. They had been waiting here for two days, carefully ensuring they weren't discovered by the guards of Chongjian Manor, and finally, their target had arrived.
Leng Zhao Yue was dressed in a black outfit suitable for night travel, her figure lithe and agile, showing no signs of the severe injuries she had almost died from a month ago.
Now with Ye Chongtian and Lin Shuanghua not in the manor, Leng Zhao Yue made her way unobstructed to the detention room. She stood at the door hesitating, unsure of what expression to wear to face Yin Shaochen.
Perhaps at first, it was nothing but use, but after spending so much time together, Yin Shaochen's passionate heart had already moved her. Yet, the Holy Sect had given her life and raised her from a young age; she couldn't betray the Sect Hierarch.
