[Mu Yin has already returned to Jinsha Bay, safe and sound.]
Attached behind was a photo of Mu Yin, the sweet girl sitting on a sofa, her head slightly bowed as she looked at the Ghost Mask he had left behind, her pale little face red and still streaked with tears, seemingly just having cried.
It seems she had recognized him from the evidence he had left.
But seeing her crying like that, Mu Ke couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache, silently calling out, "Yinyin..."
He then reached out to touch the screen that showed a face that had matured a lot, yet was fragile and pitiful.
Yinyin, I'm sorry, your brother didn't protect you well, you've suffered.
Mu Ke closed his eyes slightly, suppressing the warmth and pain in his eyes.
Moments later, he slowly unclenched his fists, wishing he could immediately reply to the email and tell her that he had received it and what he had gone through these past two years, and what kind of situation he was in now.
