Chapter 1698
- Zhou Shuyao’s memories were ripped from her by force. Her face had already gone chalk-white, and her body went limp as she collapsed. A spike of pain stabbed through her skull, so sharp it almost numbed her.
- It even felt like she was hallucinating.
- Through the blur, she caught a flutter of white dropping from the sky. She fell into a warm embrace. The scent in those arms—she knew it by heart.