The scalding wind whipped chaotically, as though chasing prey or struggling in a desperate situation. The hot air caused the sealed weapons on the walls to tremble and tinkle, while countless chains tethered to the ceiling swayed wildly. The clanging of the metal was deafening and irritating, fostering an inexplicable restlessness.
Lin Suqing's heart held the Sutra of Serenity, granting her steadfast composure. She spoke earnestly and deliberately, "There is actually no difference between you and me; we are but two trapped souls within a vessel. It's just that I, having been favored by the Crown Prince of Danxue Mountain, had the privilege of using it first."
