When an innocent person looked at the world, his perspective would always have been pure and unique, and different from anyone else.
This was such an instance.
Chu Yu had thought of many methods to get rid of the curse from the scarecrow, but it was hopeless.
In the eyes of the girl in cyan, the solution was simple- a small amount of Chu Yu's blood would solve the problem.
When he thought about it, it could really work.
Chu Yu gave her his blood to drink. He even had the mood to joke.
Chu Yu said, "Can we say that we are related in blood from now?".
Her eyes widened, her white and delicate face was filled with surprise with a trail of Chu Yu's blood at the corner of her mouth.
"Are you that silly? I often consume flesh and blood. According to your theory, wouldn't I be related to the beings that I have eaten?".
"…".
Chu Yu's was speechless, he felt silly.