The stone cave was quite dim and damp, with a faint, icy chill in the air.
Lan Xinyu carried Ye Wushuang into the cave. She found a relatively large stone block, took some clothes from her Storage Ring to use as padding, and then gently laid his body down.
Then, gazing at Ye Wushuang, his white robes stained red with blood, she reached for his collar. But halfway there, she hesitated and pulled her hand back.
'What am I afraid of?'
'I am his maid. Isn't this how I'm supposed to serve him?'
'How can I shrink back? How can I be afraid!'
Gazing at the man lying before her, Lan Xinyu asked herself these questions. She then cast a quick glance toward the cave entrance before hastily looking away.
Then, she reached out once more and carefully began to remove Ye Wushuang's bloody robes. The web of cracked, bloody gashes hidden underneath was instantly revealed.
