Barrels of fresh blood were carried inside.
This kind of thing had happened once before, and this time, the direct members of the Chu Family had habitually stopped asking questions.
After all, nine barrels of blood didn't seem that much to them, these cultivators.
"Oh, damn masked men in black. It's really unclear where those people come from. Their strength is so formidable, and the leader is even at the Concentrating Spirit Stage. Could it be that the day the master mentioned is not far off?"
Chu Li's body trembled slightly, and his gaze fell on the bald elder.
The bald elder started, then pushed open the door and said, "All of you move outside the courtyard. No matter who it is, they're not allowed to come near here."
The people outside answered and turned to leave; the bald elder closed the door securely, his gaze fell on Chu Li: "Brother, are you feeling better?"
