As the most outstanding anti-drug police officer in China in her previous life, Qin Qianluo tragically died at the age of twenty-five during an undercover mission. She accidentally activated a dorm...
Beneath her calm exterior, which went unnoticed by others, she had already quietly devised a meticulous and comprehensive plan in her mind.
However, there was one crucial point, shrouded in mystery, that she did not reveal to anyone.
This unspoken key point is like a mysterious key, and only the will of Heaven can unlock its secrets for her.
It is the core of the entire mystery and the key to breaking the deadlock.
She tilted her head slightly, her movements slow and deliberate, and slowly raised her eyes. Her gaze was like a deep and secluded pool, tranquil and full of endless contemplation.
Like a beam of light piercing the darkness, carrying with it anxieties about the unknown, concern for its companions, and insight into the situation, it quietly swept over everyone in the space.
Her eyes held a complex mix of emotions, like a painting containing a thousand unspoken words.
However, despite her racing thoughts, she ultimately chose to remain silent and did not utter a single word.
The next moment, she had a slight thought, as if she had triggered a mysterious mechanism hidden in the void.
In an instant, an invisible yet powerful force spread out rapidly like ripples.
With an irresistible force, it took everyone in the space with it and led them away from this originally peaceful and tranquil place.
This naturally includes Yao Guang and Feng Qingyun, among other close companions.
Without warning, everyone suddenly appeared inside the tent, which was originally quite spacious and enough for everyone to move around freely and chat.
In that instant, it became incredibly crowded, as if by magic.
The group's figures intertwined, so close that they could almost feel each other's rapid breathing.
The air was filled with a cramped feeling caused by the sudden shrinking of the space, as if even the oxygen had become thin, making people feel depressed and uncomfortable.
Qin Qianluo took a deep breath, trying to calm her heart, which was pounding wildly with nervousness.
She steadied herself, a resolute glint in her eyes, and then slowly turned her gaze to Yao Guang and the familiar and dear faces behind her.
These faces, some with furrowed brows from worry, others trembling slightly from tension, each one carrying the memories of the moments shared with her.
Looking at them, Qin Qianluo felt an overwhelming sense of guilt, like a surging tide, piercing her heart like sharp thorns.
Looking back, in that extremely critical moment, I wanted to help those who were also in dire straits and in dire need of rescue.
Left with no other choice, she cruelly abandoned these disciples who had shared joys and sorrows with her and stood by her through thick and thin.
Those scenes of parting are still vivid in her mind, and every detail is deeply imprinted in her heart like a knife carving.
Now, fate seems to have cruelly pushed her into a similar predicament once again.
It was as if the wheels of history were about to repeat that heartbreaking scene, and she seemed to have to make the same difficult and painful choice again, leaving them once more.
Yao Guang had been paying close attention to Qin Qianluo's every move, and she keenly caught the subtle, complex emotion in Qin Qianluo's eyes.
Seeing her expression, Yao Guang's heart tightened, as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible and cold hand.
A strong sense of foreboding, like a thick, dark cloud, quickly spread through her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
She instinctively wanted to ask a question, trying to break the suffocating silence and find out what Qin Qianluo was planning.
However, before she could utter a sound, Qin Qianluo spoke first.
Her voice was like ripples on a calm lake, peaceful yet with an undeniable firmness, as if it were a vow made from the depths of her soul.
"I have already made up my mind, and I thought that I would need everyone's help to get me out of the space. I hope you will forgive me."
Originally, everyone's hearts seemed to be shrouded in a thick dark cloud, and the unease was spreading wildly in their hearts like a fine spider web.
It made them uneasy and restless. Each of them had a hint of worry in their eyes, their brows furrowed, as if they were carrying a heavy burden.
However, when Qin Qianluo's earnest and resounding words reached everyone's ears like a warm and powerful spring breeze, gentle yet firm.
The gloom that had been hanging over their hearts seemed to be gently lifted by an invisible hand, and the crowd gradually quieted down.