"Do I have anything to gain by lying? I came here at their request. If not, I would not have come," Wang Ming said casually. Hearing his words, the wariness of the Patriarch lessened a bit.
"Fine," he said as he held Wang Ming's finger and tried to bring it to his mouth, which Wang Ming hurriedly pulled away.
"Damn, you don't need to suck the blood out of my finger... this is too gay, and I don't let anyone other than females touch me," Wang Ming said with disgust.
The Patriarch almost coughed up a mouthful of blood in anger and embarrassment, and the judgmental looks from the girls in the room made him want to bury himself in the ground.
Wang Ming first made a cut on the tip of his finger as blood started dripping and everyone's expression changed.
Gulp.
