Wen Xiao'ai crawled off Jun Moyan, "I want to go too."
"You'd better not go, just wait for me at home."
"No, I want to go with you. I want to see what a tragic state he died in. If it isn't tragic enough, I'll make it worse myself."
"Do you really want to go? Aren't you afraid of having nightmares at night?" After being so frightened yesterday, she now wanted to see him?
"Yes, I'm going." Wen Xiao'ai nodded with certainty: "He's dead, what more is there to fear?"
"Alright then."
Jun Moyan got out of bed, helped Wen Xiao'ai to wash up, and despite being rushed, he still took her to have breakfast before they set out.
However, when Wen Xiao'ai saw the collected mass of indistinguishable flesh and gore, she immediately vomited up her barely digested breakfast.
Shangguan Yu's stomach had been empty for a while, and though he kept wanting to vomit without anything to bring up, he retched several times, feeling utterly miserable.
