C113 You Are Still Haunting Me Aren't You?

Bai Mang eyed the object on the cabinet, instantly realizing it was the source of her unease.

Her gaze lingered, filled with confusion as she pondered. Other items might pique her curiosity or seem odd, but none repulsed her like this.

Yet, Bai Mang couldn't pinpoint the reason for her aversion; she hadn't truly seen its form. The object was shrouded in red cloth, its shape barely discernible