If things were truly as Chen Xi had said, Qin Jishi's background and foundations were genuinely terrifying.
"Star-Plucking Pavilion!"
"Scale Armor Clan!"
"Flying Bird Clan!"
"Beast Clan!"
Hall Master of Crimson Blood murmured softly, "Such foundations are beyond anything we can compare to."
"Whew!"
At that thought, Hall Master of Crimson Blood let out a deep breath. "Chen Xi, now I finally understand why you thought so highly of him."
"If that is truly the case, then I know where to place this bet."
Hall Master of Crimson Blood narrowed his eyes, gravity glinting within them.
He simply stared at Qin Jishi, though no one knew what he was pondering.
Only now did he understand why Dugu Qiubai had fiercely protected Qin Jishi during the Divine Son Competition.
If he had not guessed wrong, Dugu Qiubai must have known Qin Jishi's origins as well.
A moment later!
Chen Xi withdrew her gaze from the tranquil pool, her voice somewhat low.
"Hall Master of Crimson Blood, you must already have your own judgment about what to do. But I can tell you one thing: Mr. Wonderful Brush is not someone who can be easily fooled."
"..."
Mr. Wonderful Brush!?
Upon hearing that!
Hall Master of Crimson Blood seemed to recall something, and his brow furrowed tightly.
In his heart, Mr. Wonderful Brush was even harder to deal with than King Yama.
Just as he was secretly considering how he would deal with the other party in the future—
"Mmm... ngh..."
"..."
A faint sound suddenly rang out, shattering the silence.
"Ah..."
"Ah..."
Immediately afterward, miserable cries echoed through the sky.
The voice was steeped in unbearable agony. The wailing had even made his throat hoarse.
Hall Master of Crimson Blood was instantly pulled back from his thoughts. His brow knitted as