Anya wanted to give him a slap on the face when she heard his remark. However, she noticed that the wound on her waist was rather painful when she moved. She took a deep breath and at the same time, she recalled that the man had yet to give her the antidote.
Anya: "…"
She had unexpectedly forgotten to ask for the antidote from him.
After a moment of silence, Anya suddenly said, "Ange, I might die from poison."
Ange's focus was somewhat off as he complained. "Call me Brother. Even if you're about to die, I'm still your brother."
As soon as Ange said that, his nose picked up a scent and he asked in a heavy voice, "Why do you have the smell of blood on you?"
Anya laughed and said, "Is that the main point?"
Ange replied, "How isn't it important? People from our family cannot bleed."
Anya's lips twitched and she said discontentedly, "Can't it be that my period came?"
