第十七章 (Chapter Seventeen)

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"Xian, sit." Yanli grabs my hand.

I pull away from her. I sit down on my own. I sent my friend out to find where to the man sent the Yin Iron. Them being here changes nothing. I've been hurt too many times to count. I want revenge. I want to make Yu Ziyuan to suffer. I want her to feel the pain I have undertaken for three years.

"Have some lotus and rib soup." Yanli says.

She pours me a bowl of soup. I don't know how in the Hell am I supposed to drink it because I have one arm. I take it. I place it on the ground. I take my hand and scoop it up. Lotus and ribs. I had forgotten what it tasted like. Let's see if it still tastes as good as it can. Yanli smiles at me. I sip it from my hand.

My mouth catches on fire and an overwhelming taste of bitterness hits my tongue. It's heat almost singes my tongue.  It's saltier than the sea. I forcefully swallow. I feel something lurching out of my throat. I spit out blood. Yanli sits up.

"Wei Ying." Lan Zhan grabs me. 

I stand up. The soup tastes almost as foul as prison. I cannot take another mouthful. The past three years I've only eaten over salted meats and dry bread for three years. So... my taste buds have burned out. 

"Xian? Do you not like it?" Yanli asks.

"No. Definitely not." I say through breaths.

I might've just made her cry. Jiang Cheng looks at me. He looks angry.

"I'm sorry." I stand up and walk out of the cave. 

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