In such a scenario, it really tests a person's psychological endurance.
All around was blinding light, eerily quiet. Besides her, there was nothing.
Over time, it grinds away at one's sanity, tests psychological resilience.
Especially with the intense lights—even with eyes shut, the light remains intense—sleeping is impossible, leaving nerves constantly tense.
In such an environment, driving someone to madness is a simple task.
"Mad?" The man trailing behind focused his gaze on Song Yi.
After surveying for a week and realizing she couldn't leave, she seemed very calm, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, head bowed, fragile frame, lost in thought.
"I believe this woman's mental fortitude is extraordinary." He pointed to Song Yi: "Twenty-two years old, worth billions, a top figure in the entertainment industry—those crafty old foxes in their forties and fifties have to be wary of her."
"This woman is smart; her mind should not be underestimated."
