558. There, I met the City Lord.

In the room, Lin Wu leaned against the door, motionless.

The faint sounds outside occasionally arose, quickly fading away until the ancient castle returned to silence.

Only then did Lin Wu move, sliding down the door to sit.

She still held Ren Ke's dagger in her hand.

It was an entirely dark, exceptionally sharp dagger, with a crystal-clear black gem embedded in the end of the handle.

Lin Wu's fingers caressed the handle of the dagger, then emotionlessly got up and went to bed to sleep.

The next day, Qin Sheng came to knock on the door early in the morning.

He seemed to be careful in knocking, perhaps aware of what had happened the night before.

Lin Wu grabbed something from the bedside table and threw it at the door, knocking loudly; the noise outside ceased.

Lin Wu turned over and continued to sleep.

By noon, hunger woke her, and she had to get up and go out.