He was never the same after that incident.

Three years ago, the Xianzhou Alliance was the target of countless dissapearances. In total, over the span of of two weeks, forty-eight people had went missing without a trace.

He found you after three agonizing years.

For three years straight, he, Yanqing and the Cloud Knights looked for the missing people, succesfully finding forty-one. But that left seven missing people: you were one of them.

Now, Jing Yuan found himself frozen in the doorway of an abandoned lab as he found you chained up, attached to some sort of machine with a muzzle and collar around your mouth and neck as you squirmed with an animalistic stare. There was blood dripping from your cheeks, your wrists were straped to the machine and, worst of all, you didn't seem to recognise him.

The collar muffled most of your words, making you let out pained grunts and growls, but no coherent words.