Si Yan looked at her ferocious expression, and the six-year-old cub calmly asked, "How many people do you think the flesh and blood of a snake Beastman can save?"
Bai Kui retorted, "How many can it save? No matter how many, you should save them! The flesh and blood of a snake Beastman can save at least a hundred people!"
Si Yan said coldly, "What makes you think that one snake Beastman's life should be sacrificed to save a hundred Beastmen from White Eagle City? Even if these hundred White Eagle Beastmen are saved, what about the other Beastmen?!"
Bai Kui said fiercely, "Who said we need his life?! We just need his flesh and blood! Besides, a hundred lives are still lives; they should be saved! They must be saved!"
The six-year-old Si Yan gave a cold laugh. A hundred Beastmen, each taking a share of flesh and blood... wouldn't that be enough to take She Wang's life? His flesh and blood shouldn't be so casually consumed by others!
