Shen Ye was overcome with emotion. His hands, like iron clamps, pressed firmly against the woman’s shoulders, shaking her violently. He kept calling out "Su Li," his tone urgent and filled with deep affection, yet each word struck at the most sensitive nerves in the woman's mind.
A few seconds later, her body went limp, her eyes grew hazy, and her gaze lost its focus.
Her lips trembled slightly as she began to mutter incessantly, "I am not Su Li, I am Si Wuyou. I am not Su Li, I am Si Wuyou, I am not..." Her voice was filled with pain and struggle, as if she were desperately trying to shake off a horrifying nightmare.
Chapter 771