"Bai Xiuxiu, next, I will give you your second task. Collect that Nan Fusheng's blood and transmit it to me."
Augustus's low voice slowly rang out from within the Blood-colored Pupil, echoing through the silent space. Every word seemed to carry a heavy sense of pressure.
"Ah?"
Bai Xiuxiu let out an involuntary cry. She raised her head slightly, a trace of hesitation flashing through her eyes. Her lips parted, and she said cautiously, "But I've only just gained his trust. Obtaining his blood may not be that easy."
"I will give you one month. During this time, no matter what, you must collect his blood for me. Of course, the infiltration mission remains unchanged. This task has the highest priority."
"You need to obtain his blood while doing your best to gain that man's trust. Do you understand?" Augustus's tone did not soften in the slightest. Instead, it grew even more forceful.
Bai Xiuxiu bit her lower lip tightly. After struggling inwardly for a moment, she slowly nodded and said, "I'll do my best to try."
"Click."
Along with that hair-raising sound, the Blood-colored Pupil suddenly closed. The necklace returned to its ordinary appearance once more, lying quietly on the table, as if everything just now had only been an illusory nightmare.
Bai Xiuxiu slowly reached out and picked up the necklace, her movements mechanical and sluggish. A bitter smile appeared on her face as she murmured to herself, "Blood? That's much harder to get than hair."
At the same time, Nan Fusheng's side had also run into a small accident.
Warm light spilled down softly, illuminating the slightly helpless expression on Nan Fusheng's face. His gaze fell helplessly on Wu Sidu, who was gripping his clothes tightly. With a hint of helplessness and confusion in his voice,