When she saw that it was Mu You entering, her tense face finally blossomed into a smile.
"You're back... I knew it, it would be a success..."
Lin Xue's voice sounded relieved, accompanied by a noticeable release of tension.
As Lin Xue spoke, she couldn't wait to walk towards Mu You, but ended up stumbling like someone who had been bedridden for a long time. After just two steps, she collapsed sideways as if she had expended all her strength.
Mu You rushed forward and caught her before she hit the ground.
Mu You was somewhat shocked. At this moment, Lin Xue's body was soft as cotton, completely devoid of strength, incredibly weak. Only upon closer examination did he notice her deathly pale complexion, eyes bloodshot, with heavy dark circles—symptoms of chronic sleep deprivation.
Lin Xue, however, paid no attention to herself, instead smiling at Mu You with a look of contentment in her eyes.
"Little Snow, what's happened to you?" Mu You couldn't help but ask.
"Little Snow?"
