C420 Not Taking Advantage of Others

Beneath the mountain peaks, nestled within a modest cave, a woman in white rested against the cave wall. Her delicate face was devoid of color, marred instead by streaks of black poison. The intermittent moonlight that filtered through the cave only served to cast a melancholic glow.

Murong Qian tenderly touched the sword wound on her back, her beautiful face etched with fatigue