Volume One, Chapter 165
Zhao Fu looked at the old man and asked, "Do you have your clan chief's blood essence? Or perhaps the blood of one of his relatives?"
The reason the old man had gone into such detail was to use Ling Xuan's reputation to make Zhao Fu wary, so that he would not dare harm their young master. But now, it seemed Zhao Fu did not care at all. Who was this man? He even looked down on someone as terrifying as the clan chief's son?
He did not know that Zhao Fu was far more terrifying than their clan chief's son, a man who had shaken the world itself.
The old man thought for a moment. "What do you want blood essence for?"
Zhao Fu smiled. "You don't need to worry about that. Just tell me whether you have it."
The old man replied, "Yes! As long as you release our young master, I'll give you the blood essence."
Zhao Fu tightened his grip around the noble youth's throat. It seemed as though the noble youth's neck was about to snap, and he struggled even more fiercely. Zhao Fu said, "You are not qualified to bargain with me. Hand over the blood essence now."
The old man hesitated. After glancing at the noble youth, he took out a blood vial and tossed it to Zhao Fu. "This is the clan chief's blood essence."
Zhao Fu caught the vial and sensed the aura within. The blood's aura was several degrees purer than the noble youth's bloodline aura. Even if it was not the clan chief's blood, it might be the Great Elder's. Zhao Fu nodded in satisfaction and put it away.
The old man asked, "Can you let our young master go now?"
Zhao Fu smiled. "There