His words sent the entire crowd into an uproar.
Everyone stared in astonishment toward Dongfang Xiong and the others, even wondering whether they had misheard. How could he say something like that?
Those were the entire Dongfang Family's holdings!
Even though they had already given up fifty percent, what remained was still nothing to scoff at. It was enough to turn many minor families into major ones overnight.
Yet now, after the Dongfang Family had finally driven back its enemies, he had suddenly made such an offer, putting all their remaining holdings on the line.
Instinctively, their gazes shifted toward the assassin leader, particularly the Eastern Divine Blood in his hand.
Although he had put it away immediately, everyone present had a respectable cultivation level and could naturally discern something of what was going on.
What he held seemed to be a drop of blood, and Dongfang Xiong clearly cared about it enough to retrieve it at any cost.
That also meant the attempt to wipe out the Dongfang Family tonight had most likely stemmed from this object. At first, however, the family had chosen not to seek help, believing it had not been taken-or even that no one knew it existed.
But things were different now.
Seeing it stolen had completely shattered the Dongfang Family's composure, driving them into this desperate frenzy, heedless of everything else.
"Very well!"
Laughing heartily, Qinghua Yueming stepped forward. After glancing at the figure in midair, he took a single step and vanished from where he stood.
Although he did not know what that blood was, Qinghua Yueming understood perfectly well how much the Dongfang Family's holdings were worth.
He belonged to the Qinghua Lineage, but everything he accumulated here had to be earned through his own efforts. His position as city lord did