"This is... a letter from Lord Lang."
Inside the underground base, where a thin layer of blood covered the floor...
The underling looked apprehensively at the figure shrouded in a black robe before him.
In the already dim underground base, all he could see were Lord Blood Hand's eyes, glowing a deep crimson.
Trembling, he handed over the letter Xiao Lang had given him not long ago.
"Oh?"
Blood Hand reached out and took it.
As the underling handed it over, he inadvertently touched the hand hidden beneath the black robe and felt a damp warmth.
It was as though it had just been pulled out of warm water.
Suppressing the urge to vomit, he forced a faint smile. "Then I'll head back to report."
He knew that Blood Hand had an extremely bloodthirsty penchant.
He liked cutting corpses open, then savoring the pleasure of pulling out their internal organs.
That was probably where the warmth he had just felt came from.
Blood Hand crossed his legs with interest and leaned back slightly. "Wait a moment."
"Yes!"
The underling shuddered and hurriedly sat down with a fawning smile.
Blood Hand unhurriedly took out the letter, unfolded it on his lap, and read it carefully.
"How interesting..."
A moment later, the face beneath the black robe twisted slightly, and he let out a low, deep laugh.
"You can go back now. There's nothing else for you here."
Blood Hand stretched, having hunted down another victim today.
He was in a fairly good mood, so he would not need this underling to satisfy his desires.
"Yes!"
As though granted a pardon, the underling rose and hurriedly took his leave.
He could not bear to stay in this slaughterhouse-like place for another moment!
"The target actually showed up so easily... what else is