After spending some time with Ah Jiu, Wufu returned to the Beast-fighting Arena; the women's race was already halfway through.
As soon as Wufu left, Ah Jiu's face turned somber. When Xiao Li came in, he gave him a sharp look.
Xiao Li was startled by his gaze, his legs started to shake, but he tried to remain calm and cautiously asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
"Are you hiding something from me?" Ah Jiu asked coldly.
Xiao Li was taken aback. "Huh?"
Seeing Xiao Li's reaction, Ah Jiu frowned slightly, feeling uncertain. But the feeling Wufu gave him was peculiar, something was off.
"Wufu's makeup is thicker than usual. When she was close to me, there was a faint scent of blood," Ah Jiu said, staring at Xiao Li intently. "Her complexion looked a bit haggard."
Even though the makeup was so thick, it only intensified the feeling that she was hiding something.
