Chapitre 331: Untitled

That young man bowed silently.

Meng Fuyao suddenly slammed the cupboard door open.

She slammed it open with such force that the door split into pieces, landing on the floor noisily.

This cupboard that had locked her up for five whole years, containing her childhood darkest fears and traumatic memory, finally shattered 14 years later.

Without turning back, Meng Fuyao headed straight to the bedside. That bed was completely black due to Xu Wan's blood, and the skeleton of the bed frame was rotten to the core. She lifted up the black bedding that soaked in Xu Wan's excessive blood and started to fossick through the bed.

After a while, she found a tiny pouch. There were words sewn on the pouch, and inside contained the bud of a jade lotus.

The jade lotus no longer resembled its original form. It was dyed in red, soaked in that fresh, metallic blood, turning into a blood lotus.