"Why did you call them all here?"Shao Boqi was puzzled.
Shao Zhongxi didn't explain. He simply instructed, "Prepare a few bowls of water. Qiye, Qiyin, you both can go."
"Yes, sir!" Qiye immediately left.
The others waited in the hall, feeling a little confused.
It was only when Qiyin and Qiye returned with a tray each filled with a few bowls of water that Shao Zhongxi took out a dagger and cut his fingers. A drop of blood dripped from each bowl of water.
Shao Boqi somewhat understood and was immediately shocked.
No way!
After Shao Zhongxi finished dripping blood, he looked at Qiye and the other secret guards. Qiye and the others immediately understood and took out their daggers to cut their fingers. Some dripped a drop into one bowl, while others dripped a drop into another bowl. There were more than twenty people, and all of them had their blood mixed with one another. However, they were clearly not related at all.
