Two hours later, in the secret chamber of the Simon Clan, the ground was filled with people kneeling. The women of the Simon Family knelt naked at the feet of the Right Saint, fawningly licking his knees.
Of course, her eyes bore a strange blood-red tint and a look of bewilderment.
There were also three corpses on the ground, all high-ranking members of the Simon Clan, including two of Soren Simon's many sons and a grandson.
Soren Simon was also kneeling on the floor, his eyes showing the same eerie blood-red color.
"Hehe, if you're still not convinced, then this Saint will keep killing until you submit. Frankly, I could wipe out your clan in an instant, but I cherish talent. After all, isn't your Simon Clan ranked tenth?"
"Of course, if you follow me, this Saint will make your clan even stronger. It's not impossible to become the First Family in the future."
