C574 Murder to Silence the Witnesses

Rakshasa's expression shifted subtly. "Would it be possible for me to take Prince Qin Tan's pulse?"

"I would welcome it!"

Qin Tan promptly extended his arm.

Rakshasa gently held his wrist, his brow furrowing at the chill. Why was it so cold?

He held his breath and concentrated, channeling a strand of genuine energy into Qin Tan's meridians. After it circulated