In the pitch-black room that was almost devoid of perception, the passage of time became extremely blurry.
Murong Qiao could only hear the faint sound of waves outside and felt a slight swaying.
The terrible environment made her feel seasick. She could originally retch a few times, but after an unknown period of time, the strength to retch disappeared. She could only close her eyes and lean against the chair as much as possible to preserve her remaining strength.
Although the person who captured her had yet to appear, Murong Qiao had already guessed the culprit in her heart. She was just curious why the other party was so patient this time and had yet to appear.
As time passed, hunger came again and again, torturing Murong Qiao.
She didn't know how long she had been missing.
Murong Qiao thought groggily and forced herself to fall asleep again. This way, she could ignore the hunger and even the pain in her stomach.
