Chapter 290 Baldy's Encounter

"Take off the cloth from your leg," I pointed at the clothes Baldy had used to bind his wound.

"This..." Baldy hesitated after hearing my words.

"If you want to end up like Niu Dan, then don't take it off," Maybe Baldy's behavior now was the typical caution of suspecting a gentleman's heart with his own mean measure. Perhaps he feared I might retaliate against him.

"Uh..." Baldy hesitated again, squatted down, and untied the cloth. The fresh blood on the surface of the wound had coagulated and stuck to the clothes, so his expression was exceptionally painful as he removed it. The moment the clothes left his leg, fresh blood seeped out again.

I took out an Evil Repelling Talisman from my pocket, then a small bottle of cinnabar. Just like before, I poured it into my palm and stirred the cinnabar with Baldy's fresh blood—I didn't want to bite my finger for the fourth time.