Xue Yang was dead, and Wei Wuxian and his group were about to take a step forward when suddenly, in the pool of blood, they saw something lonely on the ground.
A severed left hand.
Four fingers were tightly held, and a little finger was missing.
The fist of this hand is clenched very tightly. Wei Wuxian knelt down and used all his strength to break them apart one by one. In the palm of your hand, you hold a candy.
This candy is slightly black and must not be eaten.
It was held too tightly and was already a little broken.