"Time is running out."
Zheng Jingxin froze. She pondered Jian Ruyi’s response carefully, watching the girl silently bow her head, her gaze fixed with a dull, vacant intensity upon the stones of the grotto floor. She also noted the disheveled state of the girl’s cyan robes, now stained and matted with blood.
"What do you mean by 'time is running out'? Junior Sister, I don’t understand what you’re saying."
Chapter 217