Chapter 37 Zhao’er has disappeared_1
"Of course, like mother, like son."
You laughed shamelessly.
Considering what you knew of your mother, it was clear you both belonged to the wolf pack, once you opened your mouth, you never returned empty-handed.
Therefore, Du Xishan sighed deeply and said, "Three percent, no more than three percent!"
"Alright, having some is better than none."
As you said this, you reached out to the tall beauty and said with a smile, "My lady, may I borrow that white jade thumb ring again?"
In fact, you didn’t know how to deal with these things, but something in your mind was roughly forming - a thought that seemed, might, possibly could work.
After receiving the white jade thumb ring from the tall beauty, you prepared to squeeze out another drop of blood, but found that the wound had already healed, leaving you no choice but to bite another finger.
The blood drop that fell into the white jade thumb ring didn’t cause any disturbance, but in that instant, an idea sprang to your mind unbidden, as if this was what you were always meant to do.
So, you did it, slipping the white jade thumb ring onto the thumb of your right hand, and just as it passed the nail, you saw golden inscriptions emerge on the ring that began to come alive and wriggle like snakes, quickly coiling around the joint of your thumb.