o significance for him whatsoever.For some reason, Qin Luoyan suddenly felt that the person in front of her must have killed countless people. When he killed, was it also like now, not even wrinkling...When Qin Luoyan brought Wutong back to the mansion, it was eerily quiet. Even the watchmen were nowhere to be found, probably hiding somewhere to slack off.

It was three o'clock in the morning, and it was snowing.

In the most secluded courtyard in the mansion, Wutong added some hot water to a tub and her gaze fell on the bare back of the person inside. She couldn't help but sigh again.

"Wutong, stop sighing. This is the eighteenth time already. If you keep this up, my ears will develop calluses." Qin Luoyan closed her eyes without a hint of pain on her face. It was this indifference that made Wutong feel even more reluctant to hurt her.

"Miss, your back is covered in bruises. I'll go to the city tomorrow to find a doctor to take a look at you." Qing Yi was in patches of purple and blue, with hardly any good skin left. It made Wu Tong's heart tremble.

Qin Luoyan opened her eyes, a sweet smile on her face. "Wutong, in order to bribe the madame of Chunyue Tower, didn't we just sell my mother's only remaining gold hairpin Don't even talk about seeing a doctor, tomorrow there won't even be enough ingredients for this small kitchen."ative of a remote mountain village in Jiangnan. He left home to learn his craft when he was fifteen and had not returned in over ten years, so no one in the village knew what he looked like now. 。...a...