Inside Treasure Harmony Pavilion.
Zhang Rongfang listened to the songs and ballads of dueling outside, but his heart was in shock.
He had previously thought he had a complete grasp of the blood lotus situation.
But now.....
For the first time, he realized he might have underestimated some things he thought were safe.
He extended his hand, gently resting on the edge of the window sill, the cold touch gradually stabilizing his fluctuating emotions.
Once his spirit was completely calm, Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath.
"Yes, I should have thought of this earlier.... I should have anticipated it."
He concentrated his attention again on the tumor on his back.
This time, because he was aware, Zhang Rongfang's perception was clearer.
Within his first blood lotus, the blurry network of blood vessels faintly formed a familiar face.
That was....
That was the special visage of the Blood God Statue.
