Xu Yan knew he had only one chance to strike, and he could not make any noise. Otherwise, he would inevitably alert the Blood Scion in that stone house.
This row of stone houses was already the innermost row, very close to the stone house where the Blood Scion lived. Given the Blood Scion's strength, the slightest disturbance would certainly be sensed.
Moreover, this Blood Disciple was the leader of the Six-Six-Six Blood Disciples. Because of his lofty status, Xu Yan naturally could not put an arm around his shoulder and launch a sneak attack as he had with the other Blood Disciples.
He could only move as close as possible and use his words to draw the other party's attention. Then, while he was off guard, Xu Yan would suddenly strike and kill him in one blow. Above all, he could not give him any chance to raise an alarm.
Xu Yan knew very well that even if the other party was dissatisfied with the Six-Six-Six Blood Disciple and found him somewhat unusual, he would never suspect that he was an impostor, much less launch a killing blow at him. That was his opportunity!
"Little Six, just say it straight!"
The Blood Disciple frowned, his expression displeased, but he did not become wary because of it. Nor did he dodge, allowing Xu Yan to come closer.
Xu Yan had already moved in front of him, almost pressing against his body. He raised one hand and said, his tone slightly agitated, "Look, what's this?"
"Hm?"
The vicious-looking Blood Disciple felt that the Six-Six-Six Blood Disciple's way of addressing him was far too disrespectful. He had not even called him "sir," making him increasingly displeased. Nevertheless, he lowered his head to look at Xu Yan's palm, which had extended in front