C56 Yuvchao Tribe
"Go fetch some beast blood!"
At the old man's command, a bowl of piping hot beast blood was quickly served.
Gazing at Zhang Yan with a gentle expression, the old man said, "If you can't stomach meat, drink this blood to nourish yourself. It'll help your wounds heal quicker!"
Zhang Yan's face contorted, yet he found no grounds to reject the old man's heartfelt concern
