"Kill all the ancestors of the Azure Wolf Sect?" Elder Zhao's face went pale.
"The Azure Wolf Sect's ancestors aren't your ancestors. It shouldn't matter, right?" Mo Hua said.
"This..." Elder Zhao's expression turned bitter.
Because the sect's ancestors had refused to let him become Sect Master, this Young Master Mo had killed every ancestor in the Azure Wolf Sect's lineage, then drawn a blood seal for him and "personally appointed" him Sect Master of the Azure Wolf Sect.
Elder Zhao felt that Young Master Mo had to be joking, yet he could not laugh at all.
Not only could he not laugh, he found it utterly terrifying.
If anyone else had said such words, he would not have believed a single one.
But coming from this Young Master Mo, whose face was so amiable yet whose terror was unfathomable, Elder Zhao did not dare disbelieve him.
But...
"This Young Master Mo is clearly only at Foundation Establishment, yet he can do so many 'deranged and monstrous' things?"
"Is he really only at Foundation Establishment?"
Elder Zhao's heart trembled with alarm. Only after a long while did he realize he was still sprawled on the ground in a most undignified state. Ashamed, he rose and cupped his hands toward Mo Hua, his voice filled with awe.
"Many thanks to Young Master Mo... for granting me the position of Sect Master."
At this point, what else could he say?
Mo Hua waved his hand. "Elder Zhao, you are too polite. How could I possibly have the ability to 'grant' you the position of Sect Master? You earned all this through your own efforts. I merely gave you a tiny, 'insignificant' bit of help..."
Elder Zhao gave a bitter smile.
"Oh, right. I should call you 'Sect Master Zhao' now, shouldn't I?"