Manbao, already seated inside the curtain, immediately poked half of her face out from the small hole, "No, all of you must be drawn. I need to make comparisons."
After pausing for a moment, she continued, "And how do you know you're unable to reproduce? Perhaps you might be better than the young ones."
Village chief: ...
Bai Shan couldn't help but cough lightly, reminding her to be mindful of her words.
Manbao thus fell silent.
Bai Shan smiled and said to the village chief, "Please have a seat. There's no need to be afraid."
He said somewhat uncertainly, "It shouldn't hurt. Come, stick your hand in here."
The village chief's hand trembled slightly. He had prepared himself for Zhou Man to pull out a knife and cut his hand to extract blood, which was something he could accept—a single cut was bearable. But...
The village chief stared at the curtain, finding it terrifying since he couldn't see inside.
