Indeed, liquor is a fine thing, allowing one to own the night completely when faced with visible darkness. It appeared as though one could become another self, destined for a different path in life.
Nearing noon, when the rain was gentle, Ruan Muhuan gradually woke up.
In the inn, she washed away the mud and stench that had accumulated over the days. Her suppressed emotions had been somewhat relieved as she realized that to shatter the mountain of authority that stood before her, she needed to become powerful enough not to rely on others anymore. Then, who in the vast world could imprison her?
"Lu Yun?" Ruan Muhuan walked to the next room and knocked on the door.
There was no response inside. Ruan Muhuan pushed open the door and found the room empty.
This made her, who had just managed to stabilize her mood, feel an emptiness inside. Perhaps, he had left without saying goodbye?
