C335 My Blood Doesn't Taste Good 30

"Forget it, I won't count on you anymore. I'll think of a way myself."

Soup Dumplings had a cold expression on his face. "Oh, host, just think about it slowly."

After some thought, Su Yao finally thought of a way — —

Since there was no heavenly thunder, he could get it out by himself.

He could still do that, but when the time came, he would be exhausted.

However