In the capital city of Z Nation, as lanterns flickered to life, the bustling metropolis came alive with a vibrant energy.,"Fang Chen, just a little bit." Qiao Anmu chided softly.,At 4 a.m., Qiao Anmu opened her eyes. The alcohol had worn off halfway, and the soreness in her waist, along with the even breaths beside her, startled her.。