C191 The Demon Locust Tears

Outside a secret chamber, a young girl lingered, pacing back and forth several times.

Xia Liuxuan was weighed down by heavy thoughts as she approached. She was uncertain whether to speak up. After all, three to five days had already passed, and speaking now might not make a difference—it could only add to someone's worries.

Yet, keeping silent felt like a needle pricking at her conscience