When Lu Sangjiu awoke again, she opened her eyes to find the sky had already turned dark.
She was still in a forest, but... 'This doesn't seem to be the Menghua Forest anymore, does it?'
She suspected as much because the annoying, dense fog was gone.
Sensing the flicker of flames nearby, she struggled to turn and look, but was stopped by a familiar voice. "Don't move. Don't you feel the pain?"
Lu Sangjiu froze. A sudden burst of strength seemed to fill her. Where her previous struggles had been slow and labored, this time she whipped around in a single, sharp movement.
"HISS..." A wave of pain shot through her wounds, but she only managed a sharp intake of breath, her eyes paying no mind to her own condition as they focused urgently on the figure by the campfire.
But in response to her reckless movement, the figure blurred and appeared at her side in an instant, firmly steadying her with both hands.
"You really don't feel the pain, do you?"
