Jiang Luyan was away for an hour, and when he came back, his pockets were bulging with stuff.
When I walked, there was a clanging sound inside.
He took out something and put it on the table. They were all small brown glass bottles, each containing about ten milliliters, and there were a total of twenty of them.
"Take these with you." Jiang Luyan said.
Ethan Fang picked up a small bottle and shook it. The liquid inside was thick. He unscrewed it and smelled it. It was blood.
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