I almost forgot Zeng Xiaodao was still lying on the sofa. Shen Lu glanced at the time—it was already past nine—and realized she needed to deal with the situation.
After giving Cai Su some instructions, Shen Lu took off her chef's coat and returned to the living room on the second floor.
On the sofa, Zeng Xiaodao, still in the form of a little girl, looked just as he had the night before.
'Right, I forgot to take off his mask.'
Considering Zeng Xiaodao was covered in blood, Shen Lu moved him to the floor to avoid staining the sofa.
The moment she removed the mask and the nano-freezer, the little girl's form instantly grew taller. The pale blue hue covering his skin faded, and fresh blood began to trickle out once more.
Thankfully, the chef's coat Shen Lu had wrapped him in earlier covered the crucial areas; otherwise, he would have been completely exposed.
