Closing her eyes for a while, the pain in her head grew even more intense. Wen Nuan pursed her lips and opened her eyes again. It seemed to be an abandoned junkyard. There were some very noisy sounds around her. Wen Nuan frowned. Thick black cloths covered the windows, blocking out the light, so the room was very dark, making it impossible to tell if it was day or night.
She couldn't help but feel terrified. Was this a simple kidnapping, or was it meant to threaten Feimo with her? She was sure she hadn't offended anyone; it must be because of Ye Feimo. Wen Nuan's heart pounded.
In this foreign land, how tragic would it be to die here?
And to be murdered by kidnappers—how pathetic.
Feimo, where are you?
