The old monk also heard what the old man had just said, and a scene involuntarily flashed through his mind...
The patriarch had seemingly once intended to give him a similar bottle, but it carried a faint smell of blood, so he refused to take it! After all, he was a man of the cloth, and anything made from blood was bound to be tainted with Karmic Retribution, which he naturally resisted instinctively...
Thinking of this, a wave of lingering fear washed over him, and his face turned pale!
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