C169 His Question

After slapping a few times, Lu Zixuan, who hadn't received any response, took a big step back.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, the tightly shut door slowly opened.

When he saw the pale Zuo Yichen, he immediately walked forward.

"It's... It's a treasure. This time... it's not paint, it's... it's real blood."

Zuo Yichen said with a trembling voice, her voice was filled with fear