"You promised to agree to anything?"
Lin Caisang raised her eyebrows, looking at the Blood Bead in her palm.
"Yeah, yeah."
The voice was tiny, but it still could do anything.
"Stop the hail, now, immediately!" Lin Caisang demanded seriously.
"That... I can't."
The Blood Bead refused, not wanting to stop the hail it had created itself at all.
"Why not? Or would you rather go back into the tree hole?" Lin Caisang asked.
By this time, she could confirm that the hail, which was getting heavier and heavier, was caused by the Blood Bead.
"You can't threaten me like this, the hail is their own fault, it's got nothing to do with me!" the Blood Bead thrashed a few times in Lin Caisang's palm as it spoke.
"Their own fault?"
Lin Caisang raised her eyebrows and looked towards the others in the hall.
"How have they offended you? Tell me about it," she urged.
"Them, each and every one is bad, so bad there's no end!" the Blood Bead spoke indignantly.