In a somewhat narrow room, steam rose, and the sound of water splashed.
Amidst the constantly dispersing steam, a middle-aged woman emerged from behind a screen, carrying a set of coarse cloth clothes which she placed on a low stool beside the bath barrel, and said rather curtly, "I've placed the clothes here, dress yourself."
After speaking, she muttered and turned to leave.
Once the door was closed, the room was left only with Shang Ruyi in the bath barrel. She slowly raised her head, her eyes full of alertness and gravity.
Last night, after several brushes with death, she ultimately couldn't escape the pursuit of that group of men lurking in the darkness and was captured and taken away.
