Despite Mo Lihua being confused, she still remained silent as she followed Piore closely from behind.
They went inside the slaughterhouse, and the pungent and overwhelming stench of blood made Mo Lihua uncomfortable, nearly gagging. However, she knew she could not complain.
Mo Lihua never liked the smell of blood as it reminds her of the things from her childhood that she did not want to remember at all. Because of that, she remembered something that would help her greatly at that moment.
"Piore I need my medicine." Mo Lihua demanded in a hurry when her hand started shaking as soon as the bloody memories began to surface inside her head.
As usual, Piore ignored and just continued walking. It did not take long for them to be inside a vacant room that has a large carpet on its center. The carpet looked old but still expensive.
