An inexplicable fear rose in Wu Qi's heart.
It was as if some terrifying creature had fixed its gaze on her.
Goosebumps rose on her delicate, snow-white skin.
She looked at Qi Yuan, her breathing growing slightly hurried. "What's so special about it?"
"Your... blood." Qi Yuan looked at Wu Qi. Her skin was snow-white, so pale that he could even see the blue veins beneath it and the blood slowly flowing through her vessels.
Wu Qi was stunned.
"My blood?"
She did not understand. She even took Qi Yuan for some powerful noble with strange tastes.
"To me, the most special thing about you is your blood." Qi Yuan shrugged. "How about giving me some blood? I'll grant you a few small wishes.
Oh, right... period blood won't do!"
Qi Yuan added that final sentence.
If Wu Qi cut corners and directly brought him period blood, that would be going too far.
Qi Yuan had never underestimated humanity's "inferior nature."
Hearing Qi Yuan's words, Wu Qi, who had still thought herself poised and able to accept anything, could not help blushing all the way to the tips of her ears.
She lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Qi Yuan's eyes.
Qi Yuan's words had struck her far too hard.
Her mind was now a complete mess, and she imagined all sorts of possible developments.
Could it be... that Mr. Qi was some monster who loved drinking young girls' blood?
"Have you decided?" Qi Yuan smiled faintly.
Wu Qi's heart was in turmoil. In the end, she gritted her teeth and stretched her head toward Qi Yuan. She pulled down the clothing around her neck slightly, exposing her snow-white throat.
"Mr. Qi... take my blood!"
She faced death as though she had returned home, as if she