Chapter 921: Not Afraid She Won't Take the Bait!

Following the direction of his confidant's finger, Charles's gaze extended...

The scene in front of the coffee table was terrifying, with the black wooden box tumbling on the ground next to Miyamoto Masamoto's body, eyes wide open and already deformed.

But under the coffee table, there clearly was a severed arm, pale and slender, unmistakenly a woman's arm.

This arm was obviously extra because Miyamoto Masato's body was intact, not missing any limbs.

What shocked Charles even more was that, despite being stuffed in the black wooden box for so long, the severed arm still seemed as fresh as ever, with the break teeming with worm-like granulation tissue that was slowly writhing.

It seemed as if by simply touching it to its owner's shoulder-level wound, the arm could instantly grow back...

"Hiss! What in the world is this? Too sinister..."

Such thoughts flashed through his mind as Charles gasped, already reaching out to pick up both Miyamoto Masato's corpse and the severed arm.