At 1:45 p.m., Qisi stood alone in the middle of the rose-filled garden with the [Destiny Pocket Watch] he borrowed from Chang Xu.
The air was filled with gray and white water mist, and on both sides of the path covered by twisted branches and vines, huge roses hung their heads wetly, their deep red was as rich as blood, exuding a cold aura.
Zis's fingers stroked the petals of the roses, and finally stopped on the most brilliant rose, he held the thorny stem of the rose, and broke it off with his wrist with his wrist.
He had never taken care of flowers and plants on weekdays, so it didn't look good at this time, and the broken part was connected to a tender green filament, just like the capillaries of a poisoned person.
Qisi lowered his eyes and looked at the rose in his hand, his eyes
