The next day, night.
Li Yun'er, under house arrest, lay on the bed resting. She looked at the medicine placed on her bedside table, her tear-filled eyes gradually consumed by hatred.
Her pale hands clenched tightly, trembling with anger. "Meng Jingwei! Meng Jingwei! I want to kill you, I want to kill you!!"
All her misfortune stemmed from Meng Jingwei. As long as Meng Jingwei lived, her hatred could not be appeased.
That night, she tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.
Her mind was filled with fantasies of how to get rid of Meng Jingwei, and what methods would achieve the goal fastest and most effectively.
But as she thought, she suddenly smelled a faint, fresh scent, and then her mind grew heavy, and she fell into a deep sleep.
Li Yun'er, in her unconscious state, had no idea what had happened.
After some time, when she woke from her dream and opened her eyes, she saw Elder Chen and He Xiaomingjin in front of her.
"You... why are you here?"
She was somewhat panicked, struggling to get up from the bed, but upon moving, she discovered her limbs were tightly bound, rendering her unable to struggle.
Li Yun'er's heart pounded with fear. She instinctively scanned her surroundings and realized she was in a vast... underground palace.
Even though the surroundings were lit, she could not see the walls. She could only see a few pillars standing on the ground, supporting the dome.
Even the lamps around were very retro bronze figures. The bronze figures seemed to hold a staff, at the tip of which was a palace lantern.
Perhaps a combination of retro and modern, it lent the underground palace an added sense of mystery.
But it was this mystery that made Li Yun'er feel increasingly insecure.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Why did you kidnap me?"
Li Yun'er spoke to Elder Chen, but he merely glanced at her coldly before continuing to look at the jars on the table with He Xiaomingjin, communicating in some obscure language she couldn't understand.
Before, she could understand others because she wore a translator. But now, without the translator, she couldn't understand anything.
That feeling was terrible, making her feel so helpless that she was going mad.
"Elder Chen, you'd better release me, or that person won't let you off!" Li Yun'er struggled as if driven mad, but it was all in vain. "And Li Fu'an, Zhao Ruolan, they won't forgive you either."
Mentioning the Li Fu'an couple, Elder Chen paused. He turned to look at Li Yun'er, his cloudy eyes filled with coldness. "Is that so? Then let them come find me. It will save me the trouble of finding them."
The Li Fu'an couple had at least called him 'teacher'. Now, because of Li Yun'er, their teacher-student relationship had turned into enmity.
Elder Chen detested Li Yun'er to the bone, but he disdained to pay her any mind.
"You... even if you're not afraid of them, aren't you afraid of Dawson?" Li Yun'er brought up the hidden, mysterious person behind her.
In truth, she couldn't be certain of 'Dawson's' true identity. It was only by chance that she overheard Han Junyan and Xiao Cheng's conversation, where they mentioned 'Dawson.' At that time, she felt this person was not simple.
Later, she inquired about 'Dawson' from Han Junyan, but Han Junyan refused to mention anything.
Li Yun'er guessed that this person was likely the manipulator, but she wasn't a hundred percent sure.
In this moment of crisis, she could only invoke 'Dawson' to try and deter Elder Chen, hoping it would be effective.
"This old man has also been waiting for Dawson for a long time."
Elder Chen snorted coldly, showing no fear of Dawson. Instead, his face was filled with disdain.
At this moment, the heavy door was pushed open, emitting a sound like gears sealed for many years.
Li Yun'er, unable to move her limbs, could only raise her head to look at the doorway. She saw five or six people wearing black clothes with blue trim and black headscarves, members of the hidden tribe, walking in.