Meanwhile, elsewhere in the Sacred Hall.
Huang Su also swept back into the Sacred Hall from outside, covered in dust from his journey.
Just as he was about to enter his own manor, he saw an elderly man in an Elder's robe approaching from nearby. "Old Huang, you're back."
Huang Su turned his head. Upon recognizing the man, he smiled and asked, "Chen Xu? You old fellow, what brings you all the way here with so much free time?"
Chen Xu stepped closer and gave him a thorough look from head to toe before saying, "I came to check on you. More importantly, are you hurt? Look at you, covered in dust."
Huang Su grinned and patted the Cosmic Bag at his waist. A faint flash of light flickered, and with a pfft, a blood-soaked sack appeared in his hand. A thick stench of blood instantly spread through the air. "Relax. When have I ever failed at a job? It was as easy as taking something from my hand."
Chen Xu looked at the sack, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. Then he shook his head and said in puzzlement, "Sigh, I truly don't understand you. Old Huang, in terms of strength, you're no weaker than I am, right? Back then, the Elder Council even recommended that you take up the position of Elder. Countless people dreamed of that post, yet you thought it was too troublesome and patted your backside before refusing it! Later, you went off to become the Hall Master of the Task Hall. That was a respectable enough position, but even as Hall Master, you still personally ran outside every few days to take on those blade-licking, blood-drinking missions. What are you doing it for? Just to save up enough merit for one chance to enter