Li Yan's mind was a mess, and with a start, his hand touched the Copper Coin at his chest.
Copper Coin? Hadn't I given my Copper Coin to Xiaodao?
Li Yan abruptly opened his eyes.
He found himself propped on a piece of glazed tile. Lady Dan sat hugging her knees, motionlessly gazing at him.
Li Yan spread his palm open and brought it in front of his eyes.
It was unharmed.
"I asked for the Copper Coin back. Being thrown away by you felt terrible,"
Lady Dan said quietly.
Li Yan stared unblinkingly, his gaze colliding with Lady Dan's.
He sat up abruptly and asked Lady Dan, "How are things?"
Lady Dan glanced in a certain direction and said to Li Yan, "You should see for yourself."
The grandeur of the once magnificent architectural complex was largely ruined by the aftermath of the battle between the Fierce and his two adversaries, still pervaded by strange pale white marks of death, the air faintly tainted with the smell of blood.
