"..." Zhang Rongfang was speechless.
The people on the Rebel Sect side were taught by Zhang Yunqi to be overly rigid, and the most rigid among them was undoubtedly Zhang Zhenhai.
He took the dagger, his fingers lightly brushing the blade back and forth.
Instantly absorbing all the blood from it.
The Qi and blood on Zhang Zhenhai did not have any scent, evidently overlapping the gene he had absorbed and replenished earlier.
Putting down the dagger, he looked at Zhang Zhenhai still kneeling before him.
"Stand up." He sighed.
"Yes!"
Zhang Zhenhai stood up. Blood continuously seeped down from her abdomen, but fortunately, she was wearing tight black clothing, so it was not easily visible when stained red.
"Don't move, just stand there."
Zhang Rongfang suddenly pointed a finger, accurately hitting the area between Zhang Zhenhai's chest and abdomen.
Qi and blood stopped, and the bleeding from the wound halted suddenly.
