f a blood curse never heal, like a brand seared onto the body.Although he used a chrysanthemum to conceal the scars on his skin, a gentle touch could still feel the slight unevenness.He chuckled softl...Ancestors used the felt a bit...biased, like favoritism.A sudden chill came from behind me, and Jiang Qiyun appeared behind me, reaching out to clasp my lower abdomen, preventing me from bowing.His cool, thin lips brus...