"What do you mean."
Even knowing that the figure across might be a great Ogre, the Number Five Crow behind couldn't resist stepping forward, suppressing a nameless fury in her tone: "You should know that she is our target!"
This time, Crow No.3—also known as the magical zoology instructor Gan Ning—did not stop his companion but instead looked sternly at the Hoop-headed Ogre, making his intention very clear.
Zhu Si cannot be handed over to them.
Unexpected for the two.
The Hoop-headed Ogre disregarded the witch's offense and let out that unpleasant rumbling laugh once more: "Of course, of course, she is your target...but she can also be our target. There's no contradiction. As far as I know, you only need some of her blood, right? I can decide, and you can take as much as you need... As for the rest, it can be handed over to us as compensatory payment...not too much to ask, is it?"
"Her body can't withstand our taking turns drawing blood."
