"You are courting death!"
Blood River spoke in a tone as cold as the frigid winds of the twelfth lunar month.
His features were handsome, and he wore a white brocade robe with a white jade folding fan in his hand, resembling an unsullied young master from a great worldly clan.
However,
though he was handsome, he was overly effeminate, and his figure was slender. Viewed from afar, no one would doubt it if someone said he was a delicate woman.
At this moment, killing intent was completely unmasked on Blood River's handsome and effeminate face.
Standing opposite Blood River was a man with ordinary features, a tall and lean build, and prominent cheekbones. His true age was not old, yet he looked very mature, giving people a steady feeling, but his pair of eyes also gave off a chilling sensation.
He was precisely Gu Song of the Supreme God Sect. Being on equal footing in status with Blood River, naturally he would not fear Blood River's verbal threats. He let out a cold snort: "Everyone calls you Young Master Blood?"
"I think you are Young Master Rabbit!"
"And every day you hide inside the Blood Palace doing embroidery."
Hearing these words, Blood River became so angry that the finger he pointed at Gu Song trembled. Because he looked overly effeminate, and could even be said to have a somewhat feminine appearance, he was frequently bantered about as a woman or as a man who visited brothels. Hence, he utterly detested others saying such things.
In the Blood Palace of his Blood Dao, naturally no one would dare speak such words; if anyone truly had the guts to say them, they would surely forfeit their life.
Yet once outside, his peers of equal rank and competitors would endlessly mock and