"Don't even think about it!"
Hils's rejection was firm. He swept his gaze over Mr. Su Bai and Lucky standing beside him, resolutely saying:
"I'd rather blow up my own soul than become your blood bag."
At this moment, Mr. Su Bai seemed to see a steadfastly unyielding revolutionary. But he was well aware that although Hils now looked even more crippled than an actual cripple, if he truly made up his mind, Mr. Su Bai would be unable to stop him from self-destructing. This was a lose-lose situation, causing Mr. Su Bai some hesitation. He ultimately said:
"Firstly, I will not drain you to the point of losing your realm, at most you would fall unconscious. I promised not to kill you before, so naturally, I won't let you die. Secondly, why do you have to threaten me with your life? You and I have no kinship; it's as though you're acting like I care greatly when you hold a knife to your own throat."
