Inside the room, Jiang Xinyu sat upright, her demeanor ill-matching the seductive and revealing clothes she wore.
"I'm surprised you didn't die." A gentle male voice rang out, the laughter in it tinged with sinister undertones.
"I'm surprised too." Jiang Xinyu recalled the events that had unfolded over these days, feeling as though it were all a dream - an unattainable one, belonging to someone else and bound to shatter at any touch.
But the fact was, this was her dream.
Someone truly wanted to save her from the quagmire she was in.
"What did you want from me?" She asked.
"And you, why did you come to our meeting - knowing full well it was a trap?"
Although it sounded playful, it resembled a venomous snake lurking in darkness.
Why did she come to the meeting?
Why...
"When I was thrown down from Yixiu Pavilion, I was already dead. What you see now is merely a walking corpse," she said. "A trap? There's nothing to fear."
