An unknown amount of time passed.
After he'd been knocking for a long time, the door finally opened.
However, the moment he got a clear look at Su Ling'er, he was genuinely startled.
Even in the dim moonlight, he could see her face was drained of all color.
She had heavy, dark circles under her eyes, and her lips were dry and chapped.
The red robes she wore, which should have been a vibrant color, now only made her look like a wisp of ghost fire on the verge of being extinguished.
She looked like she was about to collapse, suffused with a gloomy aura.
"What's wrong with you?"
Lin Qingfeng's brows furrowed as he looked at her.
"I… Is there something wrong with me?"
Su Ling'er touched her own cheek, and her heart skipped a beat.
'What's wrong with me?'
'Has this demon figured something out?'
'Is he about to make his move?'
'Right now? Right here?'
'In the end… in the end, is there still no escape?'
