Chapter 38: Resting Against the Storm

The rhythmic hum of the car's engine, combined with the muted glow of the city lights passing in a blur, cast an almost hypnotic spell over Yuxi. The quiet sanctuary of the car, enclosed and removed from the chaos outside, made it too easy to let her guard slip. She had been holding herself together with sheer force of will, but now, that willpower was unraveling.

Fatigue crept up her limbs like a slow-moving tide, her body finally feeling the aftermath of everything she had endured tonight. The adrenaline that had kept her sharp, that had made her heartbeat quicken with every twist and turn of the chase, was dissipating, leaving behind an emptiness that tugged her toward sleep.

The gruesome images of the warehouse—the lifeless body of Liu Jian, the metallic scent of blood thick in the air, the chilling stillness after the gunshot—lingered in the corners of her mind, but they were blurring now, slipping away like shadows fading at dawn.