C476 Faceless Man

What a long dream it was.

Zhuohua collapsed onto the ground, her long, dark hair disheveled and falling over her shoulders, obscuring most of her face and hiding her inscrutable expression. Suddenly, a low chuckle escaped her throat, her shoulders trembling slightly as her pale hand gripped the floor tightly, her knuckles turning a bluish-white.

After a while, the laughter faded