Yun Feng became anxious. "They took the soul of my ancestor, Yun Lan, away."
The old man sighed. "Is that so… No wonder you hate that organization so much, kid. However, I have to remind you that facing the Blood Souls with your current strength is undoubtedly like hitting a stone with an egg."
Yun Feng clenched her fists. "I know."
The old man nodded gently. "When you can face the Blood Souls, don't forget those people who can help you. You must have made a lot of unique friends along the way."
Faces flashed through her mind. Yun Feng nodded. The old man chuckled. "That's for the best. For now, you shouldn't fight the Blood Souls head-on. Avoid them if you can."
"Thank you for your reminder, sir." Yun Feng already had a clear definition of that mysterious organization in her mind. She wouldn't feel confused anymore. Blood Souls… One day, she would take back the ancestor's soul with her own hands!
