"Okay, let them in."
As soon as she said this a small maid carried in a basin of water, put it on the table, and respectfully retreated.
"Give me the knife." Yun Luofeng said, extending her hand to Qingyan.
"Yes, Miss." Qingyan respectfully responded, pulled out the knife on her waist and handed it to Yun Luofeng.
Yun Luofeng slid the knife across the tip of her finger, and soon a drop of blood fell into the clean water. After that, Yun Luofeng handed the knife to Xiao Mo. "It's your turn."
"Good boy." Yun Luo took the knife for Xiao Mo and said softly, "Just gently slide it across the tip of your finger. It won't hurt."
"Okay," Xiao Mo cutely responded. However, no one noticed that a mischievous smile flickered through his lowered eyes. Still, Xiao Mo pretended to be timid, took the knife tremblingly, closed his eyes and slid it across his finger.
