Nalan Shi Ying reared back and looked at the woman inside the glass enclosure, breathing deeply.

Countless unbelievably absurd thoughts kept flickering in her head, eventually turning into disbelief.

She subconsciously took two steps forward, reaching out to touch the glass cover in front of her, her gaze slightly dazed.

The person in the hood lay quietly inside, her pale, almost transparent, perfect face looking incredibly delicate.

With the sharpness tempered and ...