"Miss Mo, you can't blame me! These were all ordered by the Third Prince personally... And the Third Prince said he wanted to peel off your skin and take it back, so that the doctors in the mansion could have a look. Who knows, there might even be some unexpected benefits.",As they spoke, the blade tip grazed Mo Wu's forehead wound, which was still dripping blood, poised to slice down...,His pupils began to contract rapidly. The next second, a memory buried deep in his mind exploded in his consciousness like fireworks.。