Chapter 2377
- A little petite figure appeared before the eyes of everyone present.
- Jun Wu Xie was wearing a simple long dress as she walked into the hall. A head of jet-black hair still wet from her bath, laid on her shoulders. The fragrance from the bath had washed away the pungent smell of blood. Under the backdrop of water vapour, her clean, pale skin looked soft and delicate.
- It was a precious beauty.