Childe Elena tilted her head and looked at the man again. The person in front of him does look very similar to Shred in terms of appearance, but ......

But her current condition is not optimistic, and Elena guesses that her right arm has been cut by something similar to a knife, and blood is dripping down that arm onto her bare right calf and wrist. The clothes on her body were also a little tattered, and from a distance, she really looked like she was born in a slum. Elena was a little incredulous, she remembered that when she saw Childe a few days ago, she was obviously not so embarrassed...... Isn't he still the leader of the thugs?

"Ah, I'll see if Veretti has any spare clothes...... You change your clothes and then wash yourself......, right? Why didn't you say it sooner when you came, haha......" Elena laughed awkwardly, she really didn't expect the next meeting with Childe to be in this way.

"Come in and sit, do you want something to drink?"

"No, thank you. Shred was stunned for a moment when he saw the shards of glass on the floor, then walked over to the couch and sat down, without seeing it. This made Elena sigh a little bit about her and her identity.

"What's going on? you look a little ...... you haven't seen in days," Elena began to clear the ground, looking for the right words to phrase it, smiling at it in return.

"They reversed. It was Shred's answer.

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