In a place surrounded by clear water and beautiful scenery, where spiritual energy is dense and surrounded by exotic flowers and rare herbs, there stands a thatched cottage, resembling an idyllic paradise.
However, a heart-wrenching scream shatters the tranquility here.
"Here."
A strong man in black approaches holding a jade plate. On the plate is a small amount of white juice in which two golden eyeballs are soaked, dripping with fresh blood. The sight is rather horrifying.
"Didn't you knock him out before gouging his eyes?" The one who took the jade plate is a fragile-looking young woman. She appears a bit aged, but her skin is fair and her brows and eyes are gentle, moving as if she is boneless.
"I forgot." The muscular man has bronze-colored skin and a stern expression. His gaze is direct, creating a somewhat sluggish appearance.
