C13 Jin Zong's Bureau of Cooling

Yan Xi sat powerlessly in the grass. Her pale, small face reflected a faint light in the darkness, and her entire body was swept up by the aching pain.

With one hand on the ground, she struggled to her feet. Her legs were a little weak, and she looked around her with frightened eyes, trying to find the source of the sound.

In the distance, on the other side of the road