Gu Xin Yan's heart shook as she stood there stiffly.
She had thought of escaping, she tried, she tried running away. In the Upper Realm, a place where Gold Spirits were aplenty, she was too weak. There was not a semblance of humanity and respect in this place. The beautiful young woman had become a prey to everyone. If she was caught, it was as good as being dead.
Gu Xin Yan did not want to admit that she was a cowardly person as she was afraid that her last trace of dignity would be stripped off as well.
"Why is your face so pale?" Gu Ying's voice suddenly rang in Gu Xin Yan's ears.
Suddenly, Gu Xin an raised her head, widened her eyes and looked at Gu Ying's shadow. She did not know when she had appeared. Her whole blood seemed to be frozen at this moment, and her fingers were cold.
Gu Ying narrowed his eyes and raised her hand to hold Gu Xin Yan's chin. Those smiling eyes swept past Gu Xin Yan's rigid face.
