Ying Gou turned his head to scrutinize Lin Tian, seemingly still unable to discern the so-called traits, with a nonchalant face: "Say whatever you want, helping him is your business, don't drag me into it. Besides, you guys can leave."
The last sentence was directed at Lin Tian and his companions. This time, they weren't able to break the seal, and he had completely lost his patience, unwilling to waste more words.
"Without getting Ying Gou's Blood, I won't leave." Lin Tian was quite stubborn, naturally unwilling to yield to Ying Gou's few words.
"We are split into two; the blood of both of us needs to be combined to be complete. So, I need to take a drop of blood from you." The Ferryman also stated directly.
Ying Gou frowned, coldly saying: "Not helping me, yet wanting my blood, you all can go to hell."
