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Rong Yan kept herself low and watched Mo Jue carry Ye Wei into the car without moving. She was so nervous her palms were sweating, and she had no idea what to do. The castle suddenly lit up and was as bright as day. The sinister feelings of earlier were removed. Rong Yan felt even weirder. What was actually going on? Who was the man who was carrying Ye Wei?

Since they were not far from the castle, Rong Yan did not dare to make a careless move and hid in a dark corner. There were too many people below and she was afraid she would not be able to escape had she startled them. As this was not something Rong Yan wanted, she could only head back.

The silence in the small space allowed her to hear her tense and nervous heartbeat.

Seeing Mo Jue carry Ye Wei into the car and leave, Rong Yan felt even more uneasy. Where was Eleven? Why didn't she see Eleven? Rong Yan's heart leaped to her mouth. Regardless of whether Eleven was dead or alive, news was what confirmed it.