Looking at his trembling legs, Bai Xiaojin somewhat angrily turned to Sikong Jing: "Master, show them a thing or two."
Infuriating, how could they not trust me?
As for Bai Xiaojin's temperament, Sikong Jing could only shake his head silently, thinking it indeed needed some polishing.
Of course, he wouldn't just fling a drop of blood and say, "I've already obtained the essence blood of the Split Armor Flying Scorpion. Now name a price, and after payment, help me unlock the chains on the Split Armor Flying Scorpion."
The two stewards, upon hearing this, instinctively took the essence blood thrown by Sikong Jing, and their eyes immediately widened.
They certainly couldn't fail to recognize the blood of a Split Armor Flying Scorpion, especially with the essence blood emitting such a rich aura.
And given the strength of these three youths, unless the scorpion willingly offered its essence blood, they couldn't possibly extract a drop.
Could it be that they really succeeded?
