Chapter 359: Malady God

Lumian glanced over and noticed Franca, clad in a blouse, patting the glass.

He opened the window, a grin on his face, and asked, "Why didn't you use the front door?"

"Don't you often resort to window-climbing antics?" Franca leaped into the room with grace, followed by Jenna.

Jenna observed for a moment and pointed at Lumian's left palm.

"Are you injured?"

Why's it bandaged?

Lumian chuckled.

"I headed into the fourth level of the catacombs and crossed paths with a creature that seemed like an evil spirit. I had an intense battle with it and ended up with a few scratches."

Franca examined Lumian's left palm, perplexed. "Really? The fourth level of the catacombs…"

"Believe it or not, that's your choice," Lumian replied with a smile.

Franca got the message and dropped the subject.

Jenna, however, muttered under her breath, "I think it's a mix of truth and lies…"