A Finger in Exchange for a Life

"Nick!" "Yes, Master Handerson." "Give me a knife!" Callan looked steadily at Latisha, and there was a resolute smile on his thin lips. "There are things I can do and things I can't do. Don't worry. I won't forget my promise! At that time, I swore to make you feel at ease. You should know that I never break my promise. However, Vannah's pregnancy is indeed beyond my expectations!" "Nick, hurry up! Give me a knife!" "Master Handerson!" Nick looked at Callan in horror. What was Master Handerson going to do? "Nick!" Callan squinted at Nick and said with faint displeasure in his tone, "What are you dawdling about?" Nick slowly pulled out the short knife on his waist and handed it to Callan, but he was still worried. "Master Handerson, what are you going to do? I can do it for you!" Callan raised his lips and shook his head with a smile. "No one can help me. This is what I owe my sister-in-law. I should return it to her!" He took the knife and pressed down the spring with his long fingers.