Seven days later...

Another transfer order was slammed onto Ye Qinghan's desk, but at this moment, Ye Qinghan was like a walking corpse, as if he was just an empty shell, devoid of life.

Ye Qinghan wasn't that curious. Xiao Ai could write as much as she wanted; all she needed was a pen and a piece of paper.

To put it bluntly, her master's attention was no longer on her, and Xiao Ai was preparing to move her elsewhere.

Under the watchful eyes of He Guang and Yu Meng, Ye Qinghan had no room to resist, and not even the chance to commit suicide.

Escorted by two Valkyries and a heavy infantry unit of thirty men, Ye Qinghan was taken back to the inner city.

Just like Ye Qinghan remembered, she had lived in the inner city for a year. After passing the Hall of State Affairs, she turned right, and the Fuyue Hall was exactly the same as she remembered.

With her hands cuffed behind her back, and a full set of collar and shackles, Ye Qinghan was surrounded by countless black-armored warriors, leaving her with no chance of escape.

Inside the main hall of Fuyue Hall, Xiao Ai stood at the entrance to the anthill, waiting for Ye Qinghan.

“Miss Qinghan, out of consideration for our past relationship, I can give you another chance. Once you enter Fuyue Palace, there will be no chance to come out.”

Ye Qinghan ignored Xiao Ai's humiliation, only slightly curving his bloodied lips into a smile.

"Lord Gu Ai has betrayed Master, so for Qinghan, there is no longer any affection between us."

Xiao Ai was also smiling. By this point in their conversation, the luxurious golden birdcage had closed its doors. The two people, staring at each other through the dazzling cage door, were already at odds and couldn't exchange a single word.

"Xiao Ai knows what Qing Han is thinking, but here, even if she wants to die, Xiao Ai has to agree first~"

“Lord Gu Ai, you don’t know, before I met my master, Qing Han never thought there was any difference between this world and hell.”

Xiao Ai sneered: "Then, Miss Qinghan, welcome back to hell."