What the hell?
Where did this blood come from?
The adventurer reacted quickly, pulling out the absorbent paper from his inventory with his other hand. He quickly wiped the blood off his hand and sprinted downstairs.
For some reason, he had the thrilling feeling that he had caused some trouble. With a mind full of thoughts of escape, he didn't want anyone to discover the mess he had made.
Even though he didn't know what trouble he had caused, running away felt like the right thing to do.
His ample adventure experience was reminding him that he needed to run now.
Not long after, the adventurer had fled the building and arrived in an underground parking lot. He heaved a sigh of relief, glanced back at the apartment building, and walked away without any lingering regrets.
Wait a minute.
Where is Lu Mingzhe?
