Even though it was just the span of a tea time spent in the dungeon, as Shang Ruyi walked out and saw the dim sky above, she had an illusion of having experienced a lifetime down there, as if the world had changed completely.
Not until she sat inside the carriage, and it began to move with a slight shake, did she finally regain a sense of awareness.
Immediately, she shivered.
Although her stay in the dungeon was brief, the cold dampness in there was like invisible needles, piercing her entire body in such a short time, leaving her with a sudden ache in her muscles and bones.
She dared not think of how much worse it would be for Shen Shiyan, who was already frail, staying down there.
The mere thought of it brought a sharp pain to her heart, making her knit her brows.
