Mu Hanyan passed through the cave, and outside the hut was a ground covered in rubble, as well as faint traces of blood. Following the bloodstains for several zhang, she finally saw Ye Yanran's figure.
The female thief was lying on the ground, her eyes staring into the vast night sky with a gaze emptier than the sky itself.
"Hey, you're not dead, are you?" Mu Hanyan asked worriedly.
Several zhang though, she had been blown away by her punch—several zhang—and had even broken through a wall. Mu Hanyan wasn't proud of the power behind her punch; instead, she admired Ye Yanran for not falling apart. Although her condition was unknown, at least she remained intact.
"Cough, cough..." Ye Yanran suddenly sat up straight, and that movement, combined with her still wooden expression, was eerily reminiscent of a corpse coming back to life in legendary tales.
