Chapter 473 Teach One to Hunt Rather Than Supply Them Food

• Rachel sat on the throne. The sink and mirror were across from her, so her deathly pale face was reflected inside the mirror. Her brows were tightly furrowed and there was a stilted expression on her face as she fought an inner battle.
• There were some fuzzy flashbacks in her mind at the moment, and she could remember hearing noises of someone continuously shifting away the broken boulders on top of her before she fell unconscious. She had experienced a headache from the noise.
• As for whether she had spoken her last words to Justin, her memory was fuzzy about that.