Lan Yuzhe rushed into the room and saw the woman holding the bed with one hand, retching continuously, with a pile of vomit on the floor.
Hearing the noise, she slowly lifted her head, with faint tear streaks on her face, clearly feeling as if she'd died once, "… Third Master, is he really gone?"
There was still the scent left from passion in the room, but once the door opened and the wind blew, it dispersed.
It was as if the woman desperately wanted to hold on, but the man had already abandoned her and left recklessly—
Lan Yuzhe was stunned by the scene before him and only reacted after a long while, incredulously saying, "Song Song, you..."
Song Song smiled faintly, like a flash of smile, "Third Master, you've forgotten, this is all the result of your training! You always said that if a person's will is strong enough, many things can be reversed."
