Qin Liuxi stared at the young child identical to Luan Bailin, eyes nearly tearing apart.
Feng Xiu's face also darkened, his gaze like icy blades piercing Luan Bailin, as the human heart is indeed terrifying, worse than a beast.
No wonder he appears so clean and untouched by karma; his own flesh and blood bear the burden of these sins on his behalf. Look at the child's blood sin, glaringly red.
Simply a beast!
"Ah." Luan Bailin's hand bones cracked loudly as they were crushed.
Qin Liuxi tore the Beads from his limp hand, violently swung his hand, tossing him like a rag onto the ground.
She examined the Beads inscribed with runes, swiftly locating one among them, pinching it. The hollow wooden bead burst open, revealing its contents: birth dates stained deep with blood, tiny nails, and fetal hair, wrapped in small talisman paper, bundled into a tiny lump the size of a little finger.
