Li Meirong came back to the cabin alone. She had left Chou and Ben Mo inside the dimension after dropping Mo Jing over at his residence in the Herb Caretakers division.
She wasn't planning on staying at home for very long, and was glad for this moment of solitude. Providing herself with ample time to clean and freshen up before the morning classes she had intended to attend. It would be a welcome respite after her trying ordeal.
The dried blood stuck uncomfortably to her figure, her hand balled into a fist, gripping the side of the tattered robe in a poor attempt to retain a semblance of modesty. She held onto her clothes in a way that would conceal the pale skin peeking through the tears on her chest where Liang Rou Yan had shoved a blade through, as well as a hole that revealed a tad too much skin on the upper thigh.
