Zhao Donger stretched out her numb right hand to cover her eyes, waiting to adapt to the light.
Thick bangs covered her palm-sized face, and her complexion was dull. Her skin was yellow with a hint of green, and she looked as if she hadn't eaten in a long time. The only bright spot is a pair of phoenix eyes, which are as misty as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River and can't see the bottom. The ends of the eyes stretch slightly towards the temples, which is a bit seductive.