C1076 Evil Blood Sacrifice

"Here they come..."

Moo Xuan's brow furrowed as he leaned in to whisper to Zheng Dali, "No more talking. We'll need to play it by ear."

"Understood."

Zheng Dali nodded slowly, feigning exhaustion, and closed his eyes, remaining silent.

Soon, two guards from the Ghost Clan approached with a chilling gaze and let out a menacing laugh.

"Not bad at all