Chapter 890: Self-harm methods

Old turtle, do you have any way to make me spit out some blood?"Frank Fang looked at the old turtle and asked. "Make you... vomit blood?" The old turtle was stunned for a moment and looked at Frank Fang with a puzzled look. It didn't understand what Frank Fang meant. "I want to compare my blood with Ling'er's blood."Frank Fang said. "…Why do you do this?" The old turtle was still confused. "To put it simply, my blood has something to do with the dragon,"Frank Fang explained....