Lan Shan stood in place, without a trace of fear, yet after a long while, the pain she expected did not arrive.
Surprised, she turned her head and saw that, at some point, a man had appeared beside her. A sliver of doubt flashed through Lan Shan's mind.
The man was dressed in a black suit, and his imposing height emanated an oppressive aura. Just standing there, he had a suffocating presence.
The man gripped Jiang Yan's hand, and it was only then that Lan Shan realized why she hadn't felt any pain earlier.
Just as she was about to say something, the man slightly turned his head, smiling gently at her.
Lan Shan froze, the words stuck in her throat, as she stared in a daze at the slight smile at the man's lips.
She stared blankly at the man's profile, momentarily forgetting how to react.
"Does it look good?" a hoarse yet alluring voice sounded, and only then did Lan Shan blink and come back to her senses.
"Why are you here?" she couldn't help but ask.
