Tower Lord-Level Captain

At the entrance to the main peak's courtyard, the handsome, gentle Spirit Sacrifice stood waiting with his younger sister, Little Sheep, who was dressed in a pink rabbit costume.

"Seeing the space inside my tower, he was only briefly surprised, without any shock or fear. As expected of someone with a strong foundation."

"His own tower space is probably not small either!" Spirit Sacrifice praised.

The space inside a tower was equivalent to the materialization of a person's domain. Its master could observe everything happening within it.

Therefore, he could observe Wu Heng.

Wu Heng did not recklessly spread out his senses to investigate either. It would have been disrespectful to the host. After all, no one entered the home of someone they had just met and immediately started rummaging around everywhere.

"Haha, Blood Floss Tower Lord, welcome to the Spirit Sacrifice Association. I definitely won't let you regret your choice!" Spirit Sacrifice said with a gentle smile.

He seemed to treat everyone this way, even mortal enemies. Yet people with such gentleness, swords with such gentleness, were often more terrifying than those whose sharpness was openly displayed.

However, there was less sharpness in his smile now and more sincerity.

Though both were gentle smiles, that slight change made them feel entirely different.

"President, thank you for personally waiting here," Wu Heng said politely as well.

"This is the respect you deserve. This is my younger sister, Little Sheep. Little Sheep, this is the Blood Floss Tower Lord—the man who, immediately after advancing, personally killed two Tower Lords of the Bright Realm and made a name for himself. A Tower Lord of our Deep Blue Star!"

Little Sheep stared at Wu Heng's faint smile and mannerisms with wide eyes, somewhat puzzled. She kept feeling that this Blood Floss Tower Lord