Jiao Yue could hardly be blamed for her fury. The person who appeared in that image was her only family left in this world.
Yes, it was her older brother, Jiao Chen.
The gray-clothed man's strength was beyond question. He was so powerful that there were probably only a handful of people in the entire Azure Realm capable of matching him.
After watching that image, she could easily imagine what would happen to her brother if she refused.
At the same time, however, there were things she could not understand.
First, she had already been captured, so why did the man before her insist on obtaining her consent before taking her blood? Was there some deeper reason she did not understand?
Second, since this man had already found her brother, why had he captured her instead of Jiao Chen? Jiao Chen's Cultivation Level was far higher than hers. If this man coveted the bloodline power of the Merfolk Tribe, wouldn't taking her brother's blood be far more effective than taking hers?
Of course, even now, she had received no answers to either question from the gray-clothed man.
The image vanished before her, and the red flames reappeared on the wall.
Afraid that this man, whose reach extended to the heavens, would truly harm Jiao Chen, Jiao Yue finally agreed to his terms.
From that day onward, Jiao Yue began living these days without ever seeing the sun.
Neither the gray-clothed man nor the men in black garments appeared according to any pattern, at least none that she could discern.
But counting carefully, she had already had her blood taken over a hundred times.
The men in black garments responsible for taking her blood never spoke to her. They merely carried out their task with the stiff movements of puppets.
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