Zha Po shouted furiously, "Who exactly are you? Release my eldest brother at once! The metal ore reserves of our Crimson Blood Mansion are not something you can covet. Eldest Brother, don't worry. I'll immediately send a message to the Ninth Leader and ask him to come save you."
Zha Hong had just sensed that the Immortal Senior had lifted the pressure suppressing his aura, and he was feeling delighted when he heard those words from his idiot younger brother. He sprang up from the ground in fury and slapped Zha Po across the head. "You fool! It would have been one thing if you failed to recognize the Immortal Senior standing before you, but you even want to message the Ninth Leader? Do you have no brain? This is a Loose Immortal Ancestor! Go to the secret treasury and bring every bit of metal ore to offer to the Immortal Senior. Besides, the Immortal Senior already said he would compensate us with treasures that can improve our strength."
"Ow! Eldest Brother, why did you hit me? I was only worried about you!" Zha Po said aggrievedly, clutching his head.
Zha Hong turned to his third brother, Zha Ge, who had long since frozen in shock, and ordered, "Zha Ge, take your second brother Zha Po to the secret treasury and bring back the metal ore. Remember, all of it."
Zha Ge came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Yes, Eldest Brother. Immortal Senior, please wait a moment. My second brother and I will be right back. Come on, Second Brother, what are you still standing there for?" Before he had even finished speaking, he grabbed Zha Po and tried to drag him away as quickly as possible.
After being tugged twice by Zha Ge, Zha Po finally snapped