[ you barely want to drink animal blood, you really think that's going to convincingly threaten me? he doesn't say, still applying pressure to the small cut rather than washing and bandaging it up. it'll stop on its own either way. he's not worried about it.

but maybe a part of wenzhou is keeping it like this as an option. ]

Well, good thing I've only said it in my kitchen and not out on the street, like I've advertised myself to every vampire that I'm a walking blood bag. [ his tone is dry, in response to the airy way fei du speaks. ] If you were going to sell me out to some fangs or abuse my hospitality, you would've done it already.