"You little brat, do you still need to say it."
He scolded, "Shut your mouth!"
Cheng Youyu hadn't seen this grandfather of his for many years, because his talent wasn't top-notch, and his knowledge of alchemy was just so-so, so he was never favored in the family, and few people paid attention to him.
However, when he saw his grandfather again, he was still overwhelmed by his aura.
Old Master Si was uneasy and was just about to speak when he was interrupted.
"Your Master is in a life-and-death crisis."
Professor Cheng weakly said, "You are his Divine Servants, you must do something. Listen, I don't have much time, I will gather my people and prepare the altar immediately. And you, gather all the Kirin Divine Servants currently at the Central Spirit Core Institute, and have them convert more of their kind as quickly as possible, the more the better."
After speaking, he took a blood-stained sheepskin scroll out of his pocket and handed it over.
