Time rewound to the present.
Tears streaming down her face, Qin Ruan gazed intently at the Blood Clan treasure on the table.
Inside the Red Blood Pearl were contained the grudges and malevolent spirits of her ten lives, whose ferocity and intensity were even more brutal than those of the nefarious Evil Puppets of Purgatory.
Upon seeing the tears running down Qin Ruan's face, Fan Hangyi knew she had remembered all her memories and realized she was recalling their transaction between them.
He picked up the Blood Pearl and its box from the table and presented it to Qin Ruan, "Miss Aruan, I'm waiting for the day when you fulfill your promise."
Qin Ruan took over the dark red brocade box, clutching it tightly to her chest, and said hoarsely, "Of course, I dare not forget, thank you for the years of company and hard work."
Fan Hangyi chuckled gently, "As it should be, after all, I have desires of my own."
