Chapter 754: Was that... Tacito Temple?

A heavy sorrow soaked through Sima Yan'er. She seemed hollowed out as she pushed herself up from the floor, gathered her clothes piece by piece, and dressed with trembling fingers. Seeing this, Tacito Temple could only lift his shoulders in a helpless shrug. He, too, pulled on his clothes and straightened them in silence. By the time they were both fully dressed, the grief on Sima Yan'er's delicate face had receded, replaced by a hard frost. She looked at Tacito Temple as if he were a stranger...