C327 Blood Sacrifice

Wang Yan had barely closed his eyes for two minutes when the phone in his pocket began to ring. He winced, rubbing his temples; the ringtone had become a harbinger of trouble for him.

Every call from Wang Yi lately had been to deliver bad news. So now, hearing that familiar tone, Wang Yan was hit with an uneasy feeling.

He had just ended a battle and the last thing he wanted was more bad news