Mo Ling
at this point I am sure that TL group dropped the series due to low revenue. The novel itself is popular but due to its writing style people tend to just let it stockpile for an arc or two which resulted in low revenue which made the group drop it. JUST a reminder this is my speculation from working with WN as a contracted author
anyone want spoilers about ming shu's past? just a little sneak peak of chapter 1651 of the novel. this is also the last arc where everything from ming shu's past was revealed. I won't say what happened after this but I'd tell you that it's gonna be sweet only for it to be so much darker and heartbreaking. Just know that she's not a villainess for no reason. The sun penetrated the abyss and shone on an unknown leaf: wide and large, like a boat, covered with crystal clear dew. There was a little girl lying under the leaves. On her pale face, fell the dew from the leaves, dripping on the girl's brows and along her beautiful eyelashes. The little girl's appearance is of the age twelve or thirteen years old. Although she hasn't grown up yet, you can still see her exquisite appearance, with a little bit of preciousness in her childishness. The dew woke the little girl up after being disturbed by its coldness. The moment she opened her eyes, the sadness and despair in her eyes intertwined, as if the whole world was full of darkness. "Cough, cough, cough..." The little girl coughed and got up. She slowly raised her head. The narrow line of sky above her head mirrored the blankness in her sad eyes. She was thrown here... How long has it been? She can't remember. At first she could count the days, but then she got confused and didn't remember anymore. Every morning, she can see the sun. The little girl got up and walked under the sun so that she could feel a little temperature. She greedily hopes that the sun will shine longer. She is afraid when there is no sunlight anymore, as she will be plunged into endless darkness. It's a pity that the sun did not follow her heart, and soon disappeared over the abyss. She could only see a small piece of sky. "My name is Mingshu, I want to leave here." The little girl repeated this sentence, as if she was afraid that she would forget. She was also practicing speaking, afraid that if no one would talk to her, she would forget how to speak in the future.