Chapter 170: Repentance

At the far end of the room, a lone figure sat in the corner, leaning against the wall. Maybe because of the loud noise of the seal breaking, he turned his head slightly towards me as I entered, as if the sound had just woken him up from sleep.

A huge relief washed over me, and I closed my eyes for a moment, steadying myself so that I wouldn't faint. Thank Heavens, at least he was alive … As long as he was alive.

But when I opened my eyes again and drew closer, my heart sank once more. I almost couldn't recognize him. He had grown so thin, his cheeks hollow and colorless. He was looking at me, but there was no expression on his face, not even a sign of recognition. A strange haze of whiteness stretched across those dark eyes, and they stared at me lifelessly. The long sleeves of his white robe sprawled over the floor, dotted with scatters of scarlet.

It had only been fifty days … What had happened to him?