The recovery powers of the Blood Clan were indeed astonishing.
After wiping away the dried blood scabs, smooth and fair skin was revealed beneath.
They felt around on each other's bodies for a while but couldn't find any obvious injuries.
Instead, it made them both feel hot and bothered, and they ended up in an embrace, whispering to each other.
Bang!
Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and Anjia burst in.
"Rolana, are you alright?"
After calling out, she saw Fang Hao on top of Rolana, turning his head to look over stiffly.
Anjia froze for two seconds, glancing at the blood-stained clothes tossed aside.
She frowned and said, "Rolana is like this, and you're still... messing with her...."
Uh, …
Before Fang Hao could explain anything,
Anjia pushed him aside and then asked Rolana with concern if she felt uncomfortable anywhere.
Rolana's face turned red, and she stammered that she was fine.
The matter couldn't be settled now.
