C2949 The Monk(1)

Yuan Yue immediately wrapped her fingers in a handkerchief and pushed the plate containing a little of her blood in front of the middle-aged monk.

"Here you go. Is this enough?"

Yuan Yue rubbed her fingers. The fingers under the handkerchief had quickly healed.

"It's... It's enough..."

The middle-aged monk's eyes flashed with greed. Then