C5381 Hotel Owner

Zhang Xingyun handed a Band-Aid to Han Yu. Just now, Han Yu had pressed the saber against her neck with too much force because of her nervousness. A line of blood appeared on her snow-white neck, and a few drops of blood were seeping out.

"Huh?" Only then did Han Yu feel some itching pain on her neck. She quickly took the Band-Aid and softly muttered, "Thank you