"Humans, truly a cunning race, not worthy of pity at all! Dared to defy the Soul Blood Oath, not afraid of heavenly punishment dispersing their souls!"
The voice of the old man in the black robe was harsh, like the sound from the depths of hell, chilling to the ears.
"Senior, calm your anger, getting angry at humans will not do you good, could you tell me what's troubling you? Allow me to take care of it."
Seeing the opportunity ripe, Su Ran quickly went up to him. Han Siying's opportunity was indeed not shallow! But now it seemed that her mission might be transferred to someone else!
"You? In order to accept this heavy responsibility, you have to make a Soul Blood Oath!"
The old man in the black robe looked at Su Ran's frail skeletal frame, suspicion clear in his gaze.
"Senior, we can skip this unbearable tedious ceremony, just like that female warrior, who ignored her loyalty and even disregarded the Soul Blood Oath!"
