This is certainly a very dangerous act.
Wen Xishu knew this too, but he observed very closely.
If Sita was not dead, if he did not have that scent of an animal, Zheng Zai could very likely be controlled.
Therefore, after one part of Zheng Zai's desire had been satisfied, that control should become more intense.
He believed that, after alleviating his thirst for flesh and blood, Zheng Zai would definitely be able to regain control over his body.
So, at this moment, Wen Xishu chose to build favor.
Wen Xishu succeeded. Right now, in Zheng Zai's eyes, he simply looked like an angel. Ever since his father was arrested, it had been a long time since he felt any kindness from the world.
However, in the eyes of the other people, this scene was extremely terrifying.
On Park Mi-hye's once-delicate white arm, which had enchanted countless upper-class people... goosebumps began to appear.
