Proactively Coming to the Door

Blood Owl narrowed his eyes.

A cruel smile spread across his face.

"Who was it? Who could be so bold?"

He was not angry in the slightest. Instead, his expression was brimming with excitement.

"It's been a long time since anyone dared provoke my Blood Butcher Organization like this!"

"How interesting! How interesting!"

The president of the Yellow Sand Cult trembled like a sieve.

Knowing Blood Owl's temperament all too well, he hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground, nearly suffocating.

Even his voice carried a sobbing tone.

"R... reporting to you, my lord!"

"I... I only just received the news myself. I... I haven't yet found out the culprit's identity!"

"I deserve death!"

"I'll go arrange for people right away..."

Before he could finish, a cold shout cut him off.

"Useless!"

The smile on Blood Owl's face vanished in an instant, replaced by boundless savagery.

"Do you know why you were able to sit in the position of president of the Yellow Sand Cult?"

Before the person below could answer, he answered his own question.

"Because you handled affairs properly!"

"Because I admired you!"

"But..."

Blood Owl abruptly changed tack.

"Someone wiped out the Yellow Sand Cult branch in White Stone City, the second-largest city on Gray Rock Star, and you don't even know who they are?"

"You've truly disappointed me!"

The president of the Yellow Sand Cult hurriedly assured him.

"My lord, my lord, please forgive me!"

"I guarantee that within a week, I'll find out their identity!"

"I'll capture the culprit and bring them back for you to deal with!"

Blood Owl rose from his throne.

He looked at the other man without expression.

"A week?"

The president of the Yellow Sand Cult froze.

He hurriedly revised his answer.

"N... not a week!"

"Th... three days!"

"Within three