"They've always been using Xia Dabao's blood to sustain that creature, but as for how well the creature is growing, I do not know," Hong Yan said. "The Clan Chief does not allow me to get close to that creature."
"Is it you who has been drawing Xia Dabao's blood?" the little Priest asked.
"It was me who drew the blood, but there's never been an opportunity to tamper with the process," Hong Yan said.
"Never had a chance to tamper? I think you just don't want to, do you? Think of a way yourself, about what ought to be done. In any case, you can't let the Red Dawn Clan raise that creature in such a short time!" Murder flashed through the Priest's eyes.
Hong Yan didn't dare resist, "Alright, I promise to do it!"
The circular blade was slowly lowered, and after the Priest said "You better take care," he vanished without a trace.
...
Dusk.
After Xia Dabao pushed the door open, she stretched lazily.
