"Alex, are you crazy?" Aunt Rockefeller was so shocked that her face turned blue.

"I'm not crazy! Just think of it as me donating blood. It’s not like I can die from that!" Alex looked at Torres. "Master Qantas, what do you think? How about I voluntarily let you suck my blood, but you don't suck me all at once so that I can physically make blood every day, which is the same as giving you a blood bank? If you agree, let my aunt go and then promise not to kill me. If not, I will immediately make