Chapter 100

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Yun Duan stood there for a long time, until Wan Shao, who had been silently waiting nearby, could no longer bear it. She stepped forward and gently told her that it was getting late and they should head back. Only then did Yun Duan, as if awakening from a dream, lift her head, moved her cold and stiff fingers, and softly replied, "Mm."

Aside from her slightly slower pace, Yun Duan seemed no different from usual—at least in Wan Shao's eyes. Whether it was that she was hiding it too well or not, her pale face was not something new; she often looked this way. Even though she remained silent all the way home, Wan Shao had grown used to it over the years.

After all, whenever the two of them started talking, they would inevitably end up talking about Shang Can, so it was better not to say anything at all.

Once they returned to their residence, Yun Duan simply said, "Make yourself comfortable," and then entered her room alone, leaving Wan Shao staring at the silently closed door, pondering whether she should go in and offer comfort.

But how could she comfort her? What could she say?

Wan Shao had vaguely sensed yesterday that Nan Shuang's unkind words had a purpose.

It made sense; who would travel such a long distance just to say a few unpleasant things? Yet even with her suspicions, when she secretly followed and overheard Nan Shuang's words, she couldn't help but clench her teeth and frown.

Good, Shang Can, what a good strategy, so meticulously arranged that even I was kept in the dark.

Kept in the dark!

Self-proclaiming to be Shang Can's closest friend, Wan Shao was still reeling from the frustration of being entirely in the dark about everything. She knew that this frustration paled in comparison to Yun Duan's current feelings, so she silently bore it, planning to give Shang Can a good scolding when she returned.

"..."

...When Shang Can returns.

Wan Shao's anger gradually deflated, replaced by a lingering suspicion that had been swirling in her heart during the return journey. She stole a glance at the tightly shut door and, unable to express a thousand words, heaved a silent sigh. She made up her mind, walked over, and knocked on Yun Duan's door.

Heaven Outside Heaven, a place of confinement.

The disciple who was guiding her stopped in front of a seemingly sturdy closed stone door and turned to Yun Duan with a slight bow, nervously saying, "Kun Yao Jun is inside."

Yun Duan nodded her thanks and walked straight toward the stone door. The disciple hesitated for a moment but finally called out to her, kindly reminding her, "Times have changed. Although the stone chamber has been set up with spells to restrict spiritual power, Kun Yao Jun's temperament is currently rather unstable... So please be careful, Yun Zhong Jun."

His comment about "unstable temperament" was quite a euphemism. The originally gentle and humble Pei Chen had become volatile and ferocious after succumbing to demonic influence. Fortunately, his outbursts weren't frequent, and most of the time, he simply sat alone in the stone chamber in a daze. However, when he did erupt, it was quite difficult to deal with. Heaven Outside Heaven had to bind him with several strong iron chains to restrict his movement.

Once a promising leader of Heaven Outside Heaven, Pei Chen now faced such a fate, and anyone who saw him would sigh at the unpredictability of life. While the fall of a once-promising young talent was saddening, one must still look ahead. It had been several days since Pei Chen succumbed to demonic influence, and Heaven Outside Heaven had already selected a new leader, the turmoil had gradually calmed, and life had returned to normal, as if Kun Yao Jun had never existed.

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