Beneath the Holy Land, a small, dark room floated within a current of water, a structure forged entirely from energy.
The room was pitch-black, with barely any light filtering in.
Inside this dark room, a figure sat upright, neither speaking, nor sleeping, nor eating.
"Old Qi, you should eat something," Xuanwu said, standing nearby.
This was the very place where Yue Xi was imprisoned.
It wasn't that Yue Xi didn't want to speak; she couldn't. Golden Armor had found her too talkative and slapped a silencing spell on her.
'This big sister of mine must be doing this on purpose. Bringing me food now, of all times. Doesn't she know I can't even open my mouth?'
'I can't even use a Secret Transmission.'
'This is agony.'
'I'm going to get depressed at this rate.'
Xuanwu, however, truly didn't know about this. It was her first time visiting Yue Xi.
