The God Territory, Blood Sickle Shelter, Death Sickle's headquarters.
In the conference room, the expressions of Buried Heaven and the several Blood Sickle members were not very pleasant.
Sitting across from Buried Heaven at the conference table was a red-haired man with a red beard.
He rested both his legs on the table, his upper body practically slouched on the chair. He had a cigarette in his mouth and was blowing a cloud of smoke; his tone of voice sounded rather indifferent.
"I'll give all of you a bit more time to think over whether or not you want to ask Lin Huang to show himself. However, I suggest that you make up your minds soon, as my partners aren't going to ask so nicely."
"Seniors, Lin Huang hasn't made an appearance since he entered a secret Heavenly God territory as Xiu Mu over two years ago. If not for your mentioning him, we'd have thought all along that he had already died," one of the Blood Sickle members said, looking helpless.
