Hu Shan's expression froze for a moment before he wore a mournful look and said, "It's all because of you. There's a woman who insisted on finding you, worried I wouldn't bring you to her. She stabbed a hairpin into my shoulder and said it was a gift for you…"
Meng Chong's gaze sharpened as he asked, "What happened?"
"I don't know either. This hairpin is no ordinary item. If taken down hastily, it will cause severe injury."
Hu Shan sighed continuously, relaying the events precisely as they had occurred.
"Let's go, take me to her, and let's see if she's tired of living!"
Meng Chong said with a sinister laugh.
"But this hairpin…"
Hu Shan pointed at the hairpin stuck in his shoulder with a pained expression.
"This hairpin is indeed unusual."
Meng Chong frowned; the hairpin was clearly the other party's weapon and made of no ordinary material. If someone inexperienced tried to remove it, the hairpin could explode in an instant, causing severe injury.