Chapter 13: It’s Decided—Chen Haolan, It’s You

Chapter 13: It’s Decided—You, Chen Haolan

The sudden gush of bright red blood filled the room with a metallic, iron scent.

From the very beginning, Duan Ming experienced a whirlwind of emotions: fear, urgency, confusion, then numbness.

He nudged Wang Jue beside him. “Hey, how long has it been?”

Wang Jue glanced at his watch. “Eight minutes.”

“Hiss—if this were a normal person, with blood spraying like that, they wouldn’t last five seconds,” Duan Ming gritted his teeth.

“We spirits can use our spiritual energy to produce blood,” Wang Jue explained. “Thanks to Jiang Xiaoxiao wanting to savor this process slowly, with Zhao Gangmen’s ghost energy reserves, this flow could last over half an hour.”

“That’s not going to work, then,” Duan Ming muttered.

Hearing this, Zhao Gangmen turned around with a grim smile, his tone resolute. “Brother, don’t worry. I can hold on. I know you must have a plan. As long as I can delay, we all have a chance to escape. Even if I perish, don’t blame yourself. Dying for a worthy cause is my honor.”

“Besides, I still have one move left, hehe.”

He shouted loudly, extending a sword-like finger, then, as if imitating an acupuncture technique from some drama, jabbed fiercely at several precise spots on his chest.

“Hey! You’re poking the wrong spots!” Duan Ming cried out anxiously, watching helplessly as Zhao Gangmen’s finger pushed into the edge of his wound, tearing it open further.

Blood poured out like a broken dam.

Jiang Xiaoxiao, intoxicated by the bloodbath, screamed with even more delight.

“Damn, now it’ll only last ten minutes,” Wang Jue said, his face pale.

Zhao Gangmen looked even paler, but still flashed a comforting smile at Duan Ming.

Damn it, Qian Gousheng, what on earth are you doing?!

Hurry up!!!

Perhaps in response to their desperate prayers, the next moment...

[Chen Haolan’s Affinity +100]

[Chen Haolan’s Affinity: 80 (Devoted to the End)]

No time to waste.

Duan Ming shouted at once, “Jiang Xiaoxiao!”

“Hmm? Big brother, do you want to... hmm... join me in a romantic bath?”

Duan Ming: “I want to make a deal with you. If you enjoy the bath thoroughly, would you spare my brothers’ lives?”

“Giggling—Are you planning to sacrifice yourself to extend their lives? I told you, none of you will escape. Honestly, your blood alone won’t give me lasting pleasure. To feel truly satisfied? That’s a fantasy.”

Duan Ming smiled faintly. “So, as long as the blood vessels are sufficient, that’s all that matters.”

Then his expression turned serious, and he shouted.

“It’s decided! Chen Haolan, it’s you!”

After speaking, he collapsed to the floor, crying bitterly.

***

Wang Jue: “???”

Jiang Xiaoxiao: “???”

Zhao Gangmen wept bitterly: “Brother!!! What virtue or merit do I have... huh???”

A suddenly appearing headless ghost: “Gurgle gurgle???”

Ignoring everyone’s stunned faces, Duan Ming wiped his tears and pointed commandingly at Jiang Xiaoxiao. “Chen Haolan, activate blood spray!”

Words unleashed blood.

Pfft!!!

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