Silence.
Cai Xiu's once vibrant green eyes seemed lifeless as she stared up at the bright sky. To her, it was nothing but dead.
Her entire body was tense, a deep discomfort.
Cai Xiu felt dirty.
Having her purity stolen from her, being defiled in such a way, she could hardly think straight.
The very skin Cai Xiu had prided herself on, once untouched, was now tainted.
Every unwanted touch seemed to linger on her, making her feel as if she would never be clean again.
Cai Xiu hated this feeling.
Her once spoiled attitude had vanished, replaced by an overwhelming emptiness.
The love Cai Xiu had once held for herself, her pride, her confidence—everything seemed shattered.
She felt hollow, unable to muster the arrogance or self-worth she had once flaunted so proudly.
On the other hand, Feng Shen was beyond happy.
He had gotten what he wanted.
