The atmosphere within the underground complex changed after the final seals were removed. What had once been a place of quiet waiting now felt alive. Voices filled the corridors, cautious at first, then gradually more open as people began to speak freely again.
For many of them, it had been years since they could express even the simplest thought without restraint. The shift was overwhelming, and yet deeply relieving.
Han Yu did not leave immediately.
Instead, he stayed.
That evening, Qing Luan arranged a meal within the central hall. It was simple compared to the banquets of the sect, yet for those gathered here, it felt far more meaningful. Long tables were set, food was laid out in abundance, and for the first time since their capture, the former slaves sat together as free individuals.
