"Feng Qing'an, don't just take care of Su Qingying, look at us too? Is there any way you can let us out?"
Although the atmosphere in the underground palace's prison was somewhat eerie, the desire for freedom nonetheless overwhelmed all else. The odd yet enchanting ambiance within the palace was disrupted when Xin Fu dared to voice his thoughts.
Once the statement was made, countless gazes converged on Feng Qing'an, no longer paying attention to Su Qingying, who seemed somewhat different from her usual self.
No matter how one looked at it, her condition was gradually improving. Furthermore, considering what she had just been through – threatened by a dreadfully powerful ghost king, nearly losing her life – these unusual changes were quite expected.
