Baili An approached the prison cart and observed Ning Feiyan's condition up close.
Hong Zhuang hadn't drunk a drop of water in several days, and neither had she, especially after the assassination of the Hook Snake male demon which left her with numerous injuries. If truth be told, Ning Feiyan's physical condition was much more severe than Hong Zhuang's.
She clearly had a fever at the moment, her lips were chapped, and her eyes were red and inflamed, showing a very sorry state physically.
The slap from the woman had been especially forceful, and now her consciousness was clearly not very clear.
Baili An quietly watched the young girl in the prison cart, slowly extending a hand to caress her cheek, but his palm passed through her body, unable to touch her at all.
The departing woman hadn't been gone long before she returned to the prison cart, holding a pancake in her arms and a bowl of clear water in her hands, carefully packing away the embarrassment and shame in her eyes.
