Time flew like a white colt flashing past a crack. In the blink of an eye, three months had quietly slipped away.
In Bai Xiuxiu's room, the atmosphere was especially heavy. The air around her seemed to have frozen under that oppressive mood, so silent it almost made it hard to breathe.
"A full three months have already passed. Why have you still not collected that man's blood?!"
Augustus's deep, somewhat majestic voice suddenly rang out from the necklace on the table, like a heavy hammer as he questioned Bai Xiuxiu directly.
Bai Xiuxiu pressed her lips together slightly. A trace of helplessness and worry flashed through her eyes, and she immediately explained without panic, "It is not that I do not want to collect Nan Fusheng's blood. It is truly that the defenses around him are too tight. There is a woman named Zi Ji serving as his personal bodyguard, and she is almost inseparable from him every day."
"Although I still do not know exactly what level that woman's strength has reached, my instincts tell me her strength is absolutely above mine.
"Beyond that, there is also a Soul Beast Quasi-God named Nahida living in this Mansion. Trying to obtain Nan Fusheng's blood right under their noses is really rather difficult."
Over these long three months, in order to complete the task Augustus had entrusted to her and obtain Nan Fusheng's blood, Bai Xiuxiu had racked her brains and exhausted every scheme she could think of.
For example, she often pretended to run into Nan Fusheng by chance in the Mansion's corridors. Whenever she saw Nan Fusheng appear, she adjusted herself, then walked toward him with steps that looked casual yet carried a hint of deliberateness.
When the two of them were only a few steps apart, her