Volume One, Chapter 110
Because Shi Qian and the others knew Zhao Fu, their expressions were strange when they saw that cold young man there as well. Hadn't Zhao Fu previously shielded them from the cold young man? How had the cold young man submitted to Zhao Fu again in the blink of an eye?
The sinister middle-aged man frowned.
The gaunt old man stared coldly at Zhao Fu.
The young man with the blood-red spiky hair shouted angrily, "I refuse to accept this! Why can he obtain the bloodline inheritance directly without undergoing the trial?"
Blood Mushroom said coldly, "Why? You aren't qualified to compare yourself to him."
The spiky-haired young man was furious and felt humiliated, but he alone was no match for so many blood servants. He shouted, "Are all of you here just going to watch the Blood Demon's inheritance fall into his hands?"
The sinister middle-aged man said, "Of course we're unwilling. If you have any ability, use it. Let's see whether you have the qualifications."
Blood Mushroom said coldly, "You're not even worthy to carry his shoes. Whether he has the qualifications isn't for you to decide."
Hearing this, the sinister middle-aged man was enraged, his eyes brimming with killing intent.
Blood Mushroom swept her gaze around. "Everyone present, please leave immediately. Do not obstruct this lord from obtaining Lord Blood Demon's inheritance. Otherwise, we can only drive you out."
Hearing this, the people around them were immensely curious. Just who was Zhao Fu, for the blood servants to treat him this way?
Shi Qian and the others thought of how Zhao Fu had called himself the Blood Demon. Could he truly have a great connection to the Blood Demon?
Blood Mushroom had told them to leave at once, but no one was willing