Liu Zhong gave a dry laugh and said, "That's an exaggeration, an exaggeration, at most it's just a large cup."
"The cups in your house are really big!"
Chen Nan's expression was somewhat strange. The size Liu Zhong indicated did sound a bit exaggerated as a basin, but calling it a large rice bowl wasn't far-fetched at all.
"Don't worry, with your current physical body cultivation, losing this bit of blood won't kill you."
Liu Zhong said with a smile, but in Chen Nan's eyes, it looked exactly like the sly smirk of a cunning old fox whose plot had succeeded.
Chen Nan really wanted to curse him thoroughly, thinking, "A big bowl of blood, why don't you try it?"
"Then let's not delay, let's go now."
Chen Nan was already impatient, eager to take the spring water back.
"Don't rush, you should meet Tiantian first. I'll go discuss with the elders in the clan, and in the afternoon, we'll revive the ancestor's body," Liu Zhong said, turning and walking out of the pavilion.
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