The monster walked up to her slowly and squatted down, looking at her covered in blood with interest.
"Beautiful man, believe me, I really have no intention of harming you."
"Oh? Really?"
"Really! Pearls are not even that real!"
"How do you know that I recently bought a string of fake pearls!"
The evildoer smiled and scratched her cheek with his index finger. The place he scratched felt a sting again. Blood dripped down her chin and spread to the ground, just like the Manzhu Shahua blooming beside the underworld.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
