Lu Ren felt that his political career had come to an end. No! If being serious, his whole life was probably over too.
He had offended a bloodling, a newborn bloodling, one that was still in its early stages.
What race were the bloodlings? They had existed since the start of the recorded history. The Galactic Union had broken apart and been reestablished an N number of times, every race had taken the spotlight and then went extinct, yet they still remained a race which continued to thrive.
The entire galaxy knew that the race you must never ever mess with was this bunch of undying bloodlings. Their dreadfulness was not due to their valiant physique or their nature-defying self-healing ability, or even their ever-changing special abilities which everyone awakened, but one trait of their species which should have never existed, they were… Immortal!
