Fang Yu was one hundred percent sure that the woman in the black cloak, petite in stature, was the woman he thought of day and night, the woman he wanted to see—Dan Rou!
Fang Yu felt his blood roiling, an indescribable emotion filling his senses...
He almost lost control.
But soon.
Fang Yu suppressed this emotion, regaining his calm. He lay on the grass, turning his side towards the wall—
"Do what you have to do, don't bother me… I still need to sleep."
The cell was very quiet.
Dan Rou slowly came to Fang Yu's side, not minding the dirtiness of the grass pile, and sat beside him.
Time was obviously pressing.
But she wasn't anxious at all, remaining silent for a full minute.
Fang Yu could not hold back, he sat up and asked, "Why?"
Dan Rou seemed prepared for all questions, sighed deeply, and said, "Sigh, you still came in the end!"
"Why shouldn't I? It was destined for me to come here, destined for me to appear here… everything is fated!" Fang Yu's tone was somewhat angry.
