C209 Throwing the Jade Thumb Ring

As if trying to punish my absent-mindedness, the sound of the strings suddenly stopped, interrupting the soft atmosphere. I looked at the red glow on my index finger, which was trying to drip down. I watched it quietly turn into a bright red drop, falling on the table like a bright red peach petal.

The pain slowly drilled into his heart from his fingertips. When he finally reacted