Xiao Shian's sharp eyes swept to the ground, and indeed he saw the towel stained with blood.
"What happened to her?"
The question was clearly directed at the maid who, terrified, knelt down with a thump and stammered her reply, "I don't know... I really don't know."
Pei Huaian ignored them and walked over to the bathtub, where he saw a wrist still dripping blood, his dark eyes tinged with a trace of blood.
His voice was as cold as a specter, "Speak! Who did this!"
"Cough... Master, spare my life... please spare me..."
The maid was utterly terrified and hastily begged for mercy, hoping that the young master would spare her.
Unfortunately, Pei Huaian's eyes were already bloodshot, and his body emitted fierce murderous aura as if he was about to destroy everything around him.
Seeing this, Shao Hua finally couldn't hold back, stepping forward and saying, "It has nothing to do with her, I did it."
She was scared, but she knew she shouldn't let the maid take the blame for her.
