The moment the pattern vanished, the air seemed to freeze, and an unspeakable oppressive weight settled over everyone.
Qin Zhizhi’s heart skipped a beat. Subconsciously, she clutched the corner of Yin Sichen’s jacket, her fingertips turning white.
Sensing her tension, Yin Sichen turned his hand over to clasp her icy fingers. The warmth brought a measure of reassurance to Qin Zhizhi.
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