"Enough talk, just bleed already!" Zhou Heng, although accustomed to Black Donkey's shameless behavior, was in the middle of queuing for an age test and did not want to stay there and become a spectacle for onlookers.
"Pah, do you think you're slaughtering a pig?" Black Donkey glared at Zhou Heng and then gingerly took out a small knife and gently scratched its hoof. The skin wasn't even cut, but it had already begun to scrunch its face and wail miserably, just like slaughtering a pig.
After much difficulty, a drop of fresh blood was squeezed out. Black Donkey, looking as if it had lost its ancestors, said to Zhou, "Zhou, my vitality is greatly damaged, hurry up and give me some pills to eat!"
"Do you want a Blood Transforming Pill?" Zhou Heng glared back.
Black Donkey, although not knowing what a Blood Transforming Pill was, could tell by the name that it was nothing good. It shook its head like a rattle-drum, being shameless and not caring if it would be made fun of.
