C245 Put to the Side

"Young Master, what does Young Master Wen mean by sending this?" Zhao Qingyan had been sitting quietly in front of the puppet for an hour. Finally, Ran Hao couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Qingyan gently caressed the shallow cut on the puppet's forehead, "Maybe you're hinting at me." Meet Me... The enemy that has yet to appear from the shadows