"Brother KIMI, this Ron... is a person with a severe psychological illness."
In the morning, Shen Bingqing looked at the Blood Rose on the drawing board...
Actually, this painting had been placed in Mandara Manor for many years, right in Ron's room, covered with a canvas, and no one ever entered. Now that Xia Yanxin had entrusted Mandara Manor to her, she needed to clean everything thoroughly to gain a clear understanding.
Long Chenxi crossed his arms and smiled as he watched, "How can you tell?"
"This castle is actually a symbol of his inner darkness. These flowers are very red, the color of blood, flowers that have grown with fresh blood, evoking evil. Each flower represents a life, and this painting is really telling everyone that he has killed four people!" Shen Bingqing calmly sat, clearly analyzing the painting. Under the faint glow, her smile was radiant and serene, like a night-blooming cereus, not quite stunning but undoubtedly beautiful.
