C903 The Bustling Martial Arts Realm
The blood aura on his body was as deep as an ocean, far more profound than the Blood Ancestor's bloodline, the Dowen.
"Gle!"
As the handsome middle-aged man called out, the hall outside slowly opened. An old man in a butler's uniform slowly walked in and knelt on one knee. He said respectfully, "You've woken up, my master, Lord Claude."
"When I was asleep, you urgently called me
