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Blood, blood, blood ?

Lian Ru Yue suddenly squatted down, her fingers trembling as she touched the bloodstain. Was this Lian Fu's blood? Her vision turned black, and she staggered two steps back. Her cold brows hurriedly supported her, and she said in a low voice, "Eldest Miss."

Lian Ru Yue bit her lower lip to try her best to calm down. She asked Wang Ren