So you conspired with ghosts to create a ritual for a blood sacrifice to descend, a ritual that must be exceptionally bloody. Who knows how many sins the Wenren Family has committed.
And, has it really been seven years?
Wenren Li was shocked and it took several deep breaths to calm down, forcing himself to remain composed.
"There may have been some minor deviations in the plan, but do you really have no idea whether you did your utmost?"
Wenren Li knew Wenren Zhao well; this fellow was always duplicitous. He guessed that even when serving the Ghost Race, he wouldn't have been completely dedicated.
Even if he had been, this claim was not something to worry about being exposed.
If I say you didn't do your utmost, then you didn't.
As expected, Wenren Zhao looked guilty and dared not retort, revealing that he had not done the job well at the beginning.
"Wenren Zhao, you're too cunning."
