Rong Qi arrived, bringing a chill with him. For a moment, the hair on Li Fuyin’s exposed skin stood on end, and her gaze grew hazy before turning unnervingly clear.
She raised her eyes, staring unblinkingly at Rong Qi. With unwavering resolve, she commanded, "Take me away."
The girl before him was in a wretched state. Her dress had long been shredded, leaving her arms and legs bare. Beneath the torn undergarments, the colors of her bodice were faintly visible. Drugged and limp, her naturally fair skin was flushed with an unnatural, pale pink hue, and her face—which should have been devoid of color—now radiated a strange, alluring vibrancy born of the repressed, burning desire in her eyes.
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