The young master hurriedly hid in the "bathroom" that the man pointed towards. The back of his hand closed the door and he turned around to find himself surrounded by porcelain white tiles and magnificent decoration. He felt like he had entered some kind of fairyland. He immediately realized that he was no longer in the Underground Palace.
For the young master who had been imprisoned for 16 years, it didn't matter where it was. As long as he could get away from the dark, anywhere else seemed like heaven.
With bare feet, he slowly walked towards the washstand. Touching the delicate and smooth porcelain pot under his hand, he smiled slightly, his pair of round cat eyes curving into crescents.
Facing him was a mirror inlaid on top of the washstand, waiting for him to look up. In the mirror, he saw the figure of Gong Lixin reflected inside. Immediately, he was alert. He hurriedly took a few steps back, took a defensive posture and concentrated on his internal force, ready to fight back at any time. The person in front of him was weird, with long hair, silently appearing in the window of this room. It must be with the use of martial arts.
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However, he could not pull on his internal force. The situation amazed the young master. The internal force in his dantian was almost completely exhausted and only a small trace of it could be mobilized. It would be difficult to defend himself.
In his heart, he was panicking but the young master didn't show it on his face. He only stared at the person in front of him as he tried to find out the other's flaws and prepared to fight. He finally got out of the Underground Palace. He could finally feel the warm brush of the spring wind, smell the fragrance of flowers, and feel the glorious nature. He must live! He will live and he will live well!
The teenager who had suddenly appeared opposite him also took a few steps back, posing the same way he did, staring at him without taking any action. The two men were in a deadlock for a while. The young man saw that there was no murderous intent in the other's eyes and that they didn't take the initiative to attack either. He slightly lowered his defense and vowed, "There lies no malice underneath, nor are you willing to tell me your intention but neither are you willing to take action. Therefore, you don't have to get involved with me."
As soon as he spoke and waved his hand, the young boy opposite him also spoke at the same time, their movements a reflection of the other's. The young master looked into the other's eyes and frowned slightly. The teenager before him also showed the same expression.
The young master was smart and upon seeing the reaction of the person before him, a speculation immediately emerged in his heart.
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It turned out that it was not a window opening but in fact, a mirror with an extremely clear reflection! In other words, this strange boy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere was not someone else but this young master himself.
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Realizing this, it seemed to trigger a certain kind of switch in Gong Lixin's mind. The memory that was lurking in his head suddenly poured out like a mountain torrent. He gripped his head, gasped in pain before taking staggering footsteps and falling onto his hand. He grabbed the switch of the shower head on his way down and the cold tap of water poured over him, instantly soaking his clothes.
