For the girl, she originally loved the morning.
Watching the sun rise from the other side of the horizon, its dazzling radiance tore through the night, enveloping the land once more. It made her feel as if the world was reborn and filled her with joy.
But now, Shana was not in such a mood at all.
No, it should be said that no one would be in a good mood if they were thrown into a cold mud pit early in the morning.
"Stand up, look at me."
Looking at Shana lying on the ground, Fang Zheng's expression remained unchanged.
