Xia Feng's casual remark also gave Blood Rose a fright. Others did not know where Huo Hai had gone, but she did. Earlier, she had supplied him with information and sent him to find the Wang Family.
Only later had she realized that the king must have been deliberately using her. If so, there should have been numerous experts at the Wang Family's location, perhaps even an army waiting to surround and kill Huo Hai. For Huo Hai to return, he must have just fought his way through a slaughter. The scent of blood on him would undoubtedly be extremely strong. That was hardly something one would expect from someone cultivating in seclusion here.
If Xia Feng grew suspicious, Huo Hai would be in serious trouble. That heavy scent of blood was simply too difficult to explain.
At that moment, Huo Hai's thoughts raced, and cold sweat covered his back. Xia Feng was about to leave. Perhaps he had not thought of it yet, but no Spirit King Realm expert was someone to be trifled with. How could he fail to figure it out?
Once Xia Feng realized what had happened, he would most likely return to kill him. What do I do? What do I do...? Huo Hai was as frantic as an ant roasting over a fire. His anger at the king of the Bright Yang Kingdom grew stronger. Rage was almost drowning his heart.
Wait, rage! That's it-rage! How could I be so stupid? A flash of inspiration crossed Huo Hai's mind. That was right: he was supposedly "cultivating in seclusion." It would only be natural for him to become angry when someone interrupted him. And once he lost his temper, would it not be perfectly normal for his killing intent to spill out involuntarily?
He might