Jun Wu Xie sat at the table for a long while. The suffocating quiet surrounding her caused her to feel a little flustered. The little black cat drew near to her and hopped into her arms to give her its familiar warmth.
Suddenly, a loud crash sounded from a distance away. Jun Wu Xie's head jerked up, the struggle within her showing in her eyes.
"Do you want to go take a look?" The little black cat asked, as it raised a paw to paw at Jun Wu Xie's sleeve.
Jun Wu Xie stood up solemnly and walked towards the source of the crash.
When Jun Wu Xie came before Fan Zhuo's room, she stood before it silently a moment. All was quiet in the room and as she pushed the door open, a very faint stench of blood wafted past her. Standing in the room was Gu Li Sheng who had turned his head to look at her, but then averted his gaze when he could not find the right words to say.
Jun Wu Xie walked into the room and gazed upon the sight of the familiar back facing her.
