"Now Jiao Cong Ming, pour your blood to that place" Li Shi Ying had finished admiring the castle- ancient ruin so she looked at Jiao Cong Ming with a grin on her face.
There was a huge bowl made of stone right next to the castle gate. She suspected that this was a place to hold the royal blood so they could open the gate. Still, it is a wonder why only a royal family could come here.
"Only a drop okay??" Seeing the bowl even bigger than his body, Jiao Cong Ming's face became pale. He didn't want to die giving out all his blood as a sacrifice! Momma...he wanna go home!
"If a drop isn't enough to open it, of course, you have to pour more or maybe you're not even a royal family...maybe you're not a prince!" Li Shi Ying teased Jiao Cong Ming as she dragged the young man to the stone bowl.
The girl then waited for the young man to pour his blood onto the stone bowl. They needed this brat's blood to open the gate to the castle anyway.
