The head was hung by a thin rope, swinging in the wind and rain, seeming to fall off but still clinging on...
This miserable feeling, Ji You had intensely indulged in it. A moment later, Ji You exclaimed in surprise, "If you're not going to kill me, then just let me go..."
When she said this, she didn't really believe that anyone would spare her life.
However—
Upon hearing this, the other person actually smiled lightly and said, "Okay."
Ji You: "What?"
She was genuinely shocked.
Then, the person gripping Ji You's hand tightly like an iron wall actually gently set her down.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, Ji You wanted to run, but she forcefully held herself back. She looked up at the person in front of her. Under the hazy night, his facial features were not very clear, but she could see he had short hair, dyed faintly in a linen color, with very delicate facial features...
Ji You asked, "Why didn't you kill me?"
She really couldn't understand.