C857 I'm Not Going Back

"This is..." Shen Qiu frowned. He looked at the mark on his wrist, which he could not wipe off no matter how hard he tried.

It was a cross of two slender and well-proportioned short lines, like a tattoo on Earth.

Before Shen Qiu slept last night, it had never appeared, but it did appear on Shen Qiu's wrist after a night's sleep.

Shen Qiu stared at the black mark for a long time