C98 Qian Yu

Qin Baihe found Nuange standing by the window, looking out with a hint of confusion. He approached her cautiously.

"Nuange?"

"Nuange?"

"Huh, what is it?" Nuange snapped back to reality. Despite the dim lighting, Qin Baihe could tell she looked unwell, her face pale. The dazed and pained look in her eyes hadn't faded, which sent a jolt through him.

"What happened?"

Nuange shook her head