Her words carried the weight of iron, startling Lu Chenzhou into a sharp glance upward, while Yan Xiao's back instantly stiffened.
"You grew up within the rules, but she evolved in a desperate plight." In Aunt Qīng's eyes as she looked at Guan Yao, there was a rare hint of appreciation. "The wind and snow of the ice fields, the biting cold of liquid nitrogen, the lethal traps of the rainforest, and three months of hellish training... these things have been carved into her bones."
Guan Yao tightened her grip on the knife hilt, feeling the lingering warmth in her palm.
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