"Speak."
"Help me lure someone out, I want to take him away."
"Who?"
"Robert."
As the words fell, Xue Wuyang was suddenly taken aback.
Robert?
Why would it be Mr. Robert?
He had long expected that the Blood Demon Cult would coerce him with his son to lure him out, surely with some plot in mind.
The Blood Demon Cult has always valued high bloodlines the most.
His family was targeted, his wife dead and son scattered, and he himself became a prisoner, all because of that Cyan Dragon bloodline within him.
He had guessed that their target should be the old ghost who had just merged with the Eternal Ghost Eye.
But he never expected it to actually be Mr. Robert.
"Why him?" Xue Wuyang asked in a deep voice.
"This isn't something you should ask." The masked man spoke plainly, yet with an undeniable pressure, "If you want to save your son, do as I say."
"What if I refuse?"
