C121 Panic

When I heard the strange yet familiar music playing, I called Huang Xiaoman out of the tent.

She puffed out her mouth and asked me sleepily what was going on.

I lifted my sleeve and showed the bloody handprint, asking her if she had any way to deal with the little girl. The moment he saw the bloody palm, Huang Xiaoman's eyes widened and he looked at me in disbelief: "Why is it like this