Workshop (18)
No wonder she'd inherited the Blind Eye Academy's legacy—even her workplace injuries were so consistent.
Judging by that tangled mass of hair, she really was a woman.
Neither the visual impact nor the memories it stirred had distracted Fu Qian from observing her. Besides confirming that she was still more or less alive, he soon made another discovery—
Her entire body was in the same condition as her face, and she had almost completely lost her mind.
Apart from wearing a robe just like his, there was another especially striking detail. As her misshapen body writhed, a glittering golden belt wrapped around her would appear and disappear from view.
She was indeed a senior, and one who had even obtained a "weapon."
That was an easy conclusion to reach. The only problem was that the weapon looked a little familiar.
Yes, Fu Qian was quite certain. Not only did her features match those of the team member they'd lost back then, but the belt she wore was the same kind, too.
It had the same design and texture, but Fu Qian clearly remembered that the elite member hadn't been a woman, and that the belt on him had been confiscated right away.
Ess had even remarked regretfully that its style didn't go with her own bustier.
So if this was the same golden belt they'd brought back and put to use again, who was the woman in the water?
At that moment, it was obvious just by looking that the belt was radiating terrifying heat.
The places where it touched her misshapen body were covered in shocking blisters and burns.
In fact, that was probably one of the reasons her body was writhing and struggling.
Unfortunately, she clearly couldn't get free.
"So, what do you think? Was