Bai Xiao lay in her blanket, and although she was exhausted from the day, she just couldn't fall asleep. her mind was like a movie, scene by scene, playing everything from her past life—her anger, her grievances, her unwillingness, and her final struggle—all flashed before her eyes.
Out of anger, she clenched her fists tightly! She accidentally pulled at the wound in her arm and Bai Xiao winced in pain.
Now she should try her special ability, the past and present were not urgent matters for the moment.
The urgent matter was to test whether the effect of her special ability was the same as in her previous life.
She closed her eyes and gently laid her uninjured right hand over the wound. The familiar sensation immediately emerged—a warm, hot energy flowed into her arm at the wound, lingering and accumulating there, before slowly enveloping and vanishing from sight.
