This is a cell with walls made of stone on all sides, divided in the middle by an iron grate, containing Long Linger and Ma Xiaoqiong.
There's only some dry straw spread on the floor, Ma Xiaoqiong is lying on the straw, covered with a tattered quilt, while Long Linger watches over her sorrowfully...
"I'm sorry, Linger, I should have told you earlier, I was just afraid that if I exposed Yeh Mohan, he would harm you too…"
Long Linger nodded sadly, kneeling on the straw, holding Ma Xiaoqiong's hand tightly. "Xiaoqiong, I don't blame you, I'm just very sad. It hurts that Yeh Mohan would do this to us; I always treated him as a good friend, gave him my heart, never thought he would do such a thing."
"Linger... I also saw Gao Yang that day, Li Shanshan, and a female classmate, they were all caught here too. Now their fate is unknown, see if you can think of a way to save them!" Ma Xiaoqiong, with a kind heart, is still concerned about her injured classmates despite her own injuries.
