Seeing that Feng Hao hadn't refused, Xi Yueyao sensed an opening. She pressed her advantage, calling him "Brother Feng" over and over again in a voice so sweet it made him tingle all over.
"Brother Feng, please just say yes! Yaoyao promises to be good from now on," Xi Yueyao said, her eyes full of tenderness.
Faced with such an offensive, Feng Hao quickly surrendered. 'What can I do?' he thought. 'She's my wife, after all.'
"Alright, alright, I'll agree, okay? But the source of the blood for the grafting is a problem. Your sister is different from us. She's on the Power Path, so our talents aren't suitable for her," Feng Hao said exasperatedly, pinching Xi Yueyao's nose.
But Xi Yueyao let out a joyful cheer, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Hehe, I've already prepared for that."
As she spoke, she pulled four exquisite potion vials from her Spatial Ring, each filled with fresh, red blood.
