C1784 Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet

Wang Linlin's hand was still shaking as she picked up the shard. Unconsciously, her hand was cut open by the shard, and fresh blood flowed from her fingers and dripped onto the ground, a dark red color.

Qiu Shuihan looked at Wang Linlin's pitiful appearance and said impatiently, "Where is your arrogance from before?"

Throwing the pieces into the trash can, Wang Linlin muttered, "Master