บท 1183: Stress Response

The half-finished and exquisitely carved large painting table had become the last relic left behind by Yifu…

Could it be…

Was that thing going to happen again in this life?

The corners of Xue Yan's lips trembled slightly, his eyes widening.

In his mind, he could see Yifu lying in front of him, covered in blood.

Xue Dafu, Xue Yifu, and the others were talking and did not notice it, but Jiang Yue noticed it immediately.

Xue Yan had told her how Xue Yifu died in his previous life. 

However, it had been a long time since Xue Yan had a panic attack. He might not have completely walked out of those psychological shadows, but he had recovered to at least 80 to 90 percent.

Even so, the sudden mention of the large painting table triggered him.

It was like a stress response.

After a while, he would naturally figure out how to get out of it.