In the bar, the beat of the crowds dancing numbed one's heart; the colorful lights left one's thoughts in a trance; and the bedazzling world made it so that everyone couldn't help but sink into it, swaying to their own rhythms to their hearts' content.
Perhaps someone would notice the situation over here, but who would care?
Perhaps nobody realized that something was off here—after all, such a place was too captivating for people.
Ning Yuya felt that her fingers were about to break—the heart-wrenching and bone-shattering pain—as she laid on the floor, wriggling her body incessantly and screaming out hysterically in pain.
In her blurry vision, she saw Wen Xinya looking down at her like a mighty queen, as if she were just a worthless ant. The hatred in her heart instantly rose like a huge wave.