Wei Wuyin felt immensely relieved after seeing Qing Qiumu's intact personality. Her radiant smile, the shimmering light in her eyes, her hearty laughter, and that resonating spirit were unbroken despite her struggles. It was as refreshing as a cool breeze in the sweltering summer heat.
Bai Lin's eyes were slightly wet. Unlike others, Wei Wuyin didn't hide Qing Qiumu's circumstances or his tasks from her. She was completely aware that Qing Qiumu had been captured fairly early on and that Wei Wuyin had been unable to locate her all this while. With a single look at her current circumstances, the fragility of her breath, the weakness in her eyes, the bound limbs, and her scrawny body, Bai Lin could tell her days were not easy in the slightest.
Those eyes moistened by her emotions were accompanied by a blazing scarlet-gold flame of rage and fury. She wanted to kill!