Gaoshu slowly drifted back to consciousness. He rubbed his head and looked around; the secret chamber was dark, all light having long since faded. For a cultivator, however, darkness was no obstacle. In the corner of the chamber, he spotted Yanzhu.
He stood up and walked over. A pool of blood on the floor caught his eye, looking particularly jarring. He narrowed his eyes. "Zhuzi, what are you doing over there?"
Yanzhu took a deep breath, touched her lips to smudge the lipstick she had just applied, and turned around, acting as if nothing were amiss. "It's nothing. Just having a little emo moment."
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