"You..."
Old Master Su had not even spoken yet when Jiang Han grew anxious.
He had thought of what Su Qiao had said—that she might not be a descendant of the Su Family.
If that was true, the old head of the family definitely would not care about her life.
Su Qiao tugged at him. "What are you so anxious about?"
Did they really think they could take her life whenever they wanted?
Old Master Su leisurely turned the jade thumb ring on his thumb.
"Heh, who can guarantee that my granddaughter's blood will definitely open this stone door?"
Su Qiao glanced at him.
"Grandpa, that's not what Professor Shang meant. He meant that as long as it's the blood of someone from the Su Family, it can open this stone door."
"So the ones being sacrificed here aren't limited to your granddaughter. They include you too, old man."
After saying this indifferently, Su Qiao looked toward the Shang Family's group.
"So I can't help but suspect that certain people are deliberately finding ways to wipe out the entire Su Family."
Old Master Gu sneered. "Miss Su, Old Master Su is old and frail. Surely you wouldn't have the heart to make him bleed?"
Third Master Chu looked at Old Man Su's face, which had instantly turned ugly, and took some pleasure in his misfortune.
Still, leaving behind an old man who did not have many years left to live was better than leaving behind someone young.
"Miss Su, he's your biological grandfather. How could you bear to make him go through that?"
"You're so young. If you shed a little blood, at most you'll just need to recuperate a little more after you return. It won't affect anything."
Su Qiao shot him a sidelong glance. "How do you know