C220 Getting letter

Mu Junhan smiled after receiving the signal. It could be considered a response to An Lingge.

He walked to a beggar who was huddled up in the corner, squatted down, and took off the tattered clothes on his wrist.

The skin under his clothes was full of holes, and a pungent smell of pus and pus was instantly emitted from it.

"You have the plague."

Mu Junhan's voice was neither loud nor low