Hu Ma saw the little girl's surprised expression and decided to sit down beside her, grabbing her palm and placing a Blood Food Pill into it.
At the same time, fearing she wouldn't eat it, he poured one into his own palm and swallowed it.
It was a small psychological suggestion. Seeing this, the girl named Wuya felt she must eat the Blood Food Pill too. Feeling a bit dazed, she mimicked Hu Ma's actions, stuffing the pill into her mouth and puffing up her cheeks.
Hu Ma felt relieved. These Witch people in the village had their skills, of course, but their roots were shallow, their influence thin, and they rarely interacted with the outside world. Thus, they had few opportunities to see superior nourishment like Blood Food, which he hoped would help improve their relationship.
Thinking this, he looked at her again, smiled, and asked once more, "Can you speak Mandarin?"
"Careful?"
