Sitting on the ground, Lu Shuangyue shook her head vigorously, trying to clear it. She knew her current state was most likely Yuan Wenkang's doing. She had to get out of here fast, or something unpredictable would surely happen.
With that thought, Lu Shuangyue struggled to her feet and continued onward, her steps shaky. However, she had only taken a few paces when a strange sensation spread across her skin, like insects crawling all over her. She involuntarily reached out to touch herself. At her touch, a moan escaped her throat. The moment the sound escaped her lips, Lu Shuangyue seemed to realize something, and a look of terror flashed across her face.
Yuan Wenkang, who was following close behind, watched her with eyes burning with a greedy flame.
