The Protagonist Gets the Glory, the Supporting Character Gets the Fate

Twenty li outside the city stood an abandoned manor surrounded by endless mountain forests.

It had been abandoned for many years. Then, after the Divine Temple deliberately orchestrated several supernatural incidents that claimed lives, people gradually stopped daring to visit this ominous place.

At that moment, cloaked men stood guard at all four corners of the manor. Bloodhand sat in the middle of the courtyard, with wine and other drinks laid out on the stone table before him, yet he had not taken a single sip.

In a corner, more than a dozen children had been shoved into iron cages, shivering in terror, their eyes filled with fear.

Perhaps they had already been taught a lesson by these "bandits," so none of them dared to cry out. Still, tear tracks remained on every face.

The moment Bloodhand entered the main hall, he heard several coughs coming from the inner room.

His expression changed slightly. He hurriedly bowed and stood outside the inner room. "My lord, it's cold and drafty here. You should return. If that man dares to come, I'll behead him myself!"

Inside, Yan Hai coughed once and waved his hand. "It's fine. I won't be at ease until I see him die with my own eyes. Leave, and tell the men below to stay sharp. Not a single one of them can be allowed to escape."

"I understand, sir. But what I'm worried about is, what if that man guesses our intentions and refuses to show himself?" Bloodhand asked hesitantly.

Yan Hai smiled faintly, seemingly unconcerned. "No. He'll come."

Bloodhand was still puzzled when a sudden uproar erupted outside the door.

"Enemy attack!!!"

Hearing his subordinate's shout, Bloodhand hurriedly looked toward Yan Hai.

A bone-chilling killing intent gleamed in Yan Hai's narrowed eyes. "Kill him."

"Yes!" Bloodhand bowed