Catina stared at the blood-stained handkerchief in her hand, utterly at a loss for what to do next. She had no idea what the relationship was between this white-haired old man and Winona.
After much hesitation, Catina finally took the handkerchief and walked in.
Feenix and Cloud exchanged a glance, then followed suit and entered.
Their curiosity was piqued, so they were eager to hear this juicy gossip.
"Winona, the old man gave you this..." Catina handed the handkerchief over to Winona.
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