She stared at Zhan Jinchuan for a long time and then suddenly cried out excitedly, "It's... it's... it's you!"
Though ten years had passed, Zhan Jinchuan was still exceptionally striking.
She only needed to glance at him from a distance, and Zhan Jinchuan's appearance was deeply etched into her mind.
Back then, when Zhan Jinchuan was brought to the place where they were hiding, he was unconscious.
Despite his face being smeared with blood, his outstandingly good looks were still evident, and she secretly felt it was a pity that such a handsome man was going to die.
Later, Zhan Jinchuan was hidden in the cellar, and she had stopped paying attention to him.
The man who was locked in the cellar ten years ago now sat alive right before her, and she suddenly thought of something, trying to stand up again in excitement, "It's you! You got those people to come! You had Shao Tong and the others captured!"
Her voice was shrill, filled with hatred.
