Xu Huan had envisioned many scenarios, but Wu Ji's story was still too explosive. He looked at Old Ma, who was leisurely munching on a carrot, and thought sometimes it's good to be a horse.
"So you suspect the time in the cannibal room is that deformed person who abandoned you?"
"The taste of Flesh and Blood cannot be wrong," Wu Ji was very certain.
"If that person really is your former lover, what do you plan to do?"
"Cut it into pieces, maintain its most basic life functions, and see if I can find a way to make my child normal again from it," Wu Ji had already planned this out in her mind.
Xu Huan took a deep breath and waved his hands, "Calm down first. I have something very important to tell you about the identity of Time."
"Flesh and Blood won't deceive me," Wu Ji seemed determined, no matter what Xu Huan said, it wouldn't change her mind.
