Yuxue City was a scene of utter devastation.
Yulan bit her lip hard, her heart aching as if it were being torn apart. The ornaments she had meticulously selected lay in shards across the floor, the jagged fragments like tiny, sharp knives stabbing straight into her chest.
She crouched down slowly, cupping a piece of the wreckage in her trembling hands as if holding her own broken heart. When her gaze fell upon the lucky cat in the corner, its waving arm snapped off, her eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and tears welled up.
Chapter 23