C112 And This Kind of Operation

"Aman, are you doing okay?"

As Suifeng Qiwu's mind danced on the breeze, returning to thoughts of defiance, Yeh Hongchen, now clad in white, approached from behind her.

"Ten days have passed, Suifeng Qiwu, and my patience has worn thin."

Yeh Hongchen gazed at Suifeng Qiwu, her long grey hair framing her face, and spoke with a detached tone