C47 A Shy Boy

The red scar on Ding Xuanyao's shoulder was like a needle piercing his heart.

"Cough ~" The topic changed too quickly, and Locke did not have time to react. "Sorry, not yet."

"Not yet?" He unconsciously clenched his fist. "With Fendi's medical skills, she shouldn't have left a scar." If such an injury left a scar, then his body was already covered in scars