Su Old Devil

Sikong Jing smiled and replied, "To kill Bloodforged Patriarch, a price had to be paid. Don't worry, it'll grow back."

Hearing that, Sikong Ling was still somewhat worried.

But recalling how her brother had once said that even without reattaching the beast arm, it could grow back on its own, she secretly let out a breath.

This was not the time to talk about such things. There was still that terrifying old man across from them, and they had no idea whether he was friend or foe.

Just then, the old man quietly withdrew his aura again and laughed freely. "You're boasting again. Those gutless petty men and hypocrites of Willow Leaf Holy Manor? If they dared to kill Bloodforged Patriarch, the sun would rise in the west, hahaha!"

He burst into laughter, his voice carrying a trace of hatred and deep disdain.

Sikong Jing nodded at that and answered directly, "This time, you guessed right. I really was lying to you."

"I never joined any Central Plains faction. But Bloodforged Patriarch did indeed die because of Willow Leaf Holy Manor. I poisoned Bloodforged Patriarch's Blood-colored Demon Dragon, then threw someone from Willow Leaf Holy Manor in there..."

"As a result, the two sides slaughtered each other. Bloodforged Patriarch hid away after suffering severe injuries, and I happened to find him."

After casually explaining a few things, Sikong Jing looked again at the old man before him, only to find that he still wore an expression of disbelief.

Sikong Jing smiled again. After a moment's thought, he added, "I really did sense you through the beast poison in your body. I also have medicine here that can alleviate that poison. Do you want to try it?"

As he spoke, Sikong Jing secretly condensed a drop of blood, casually mixed in