The celestial eye opens, surveying all directions, akin to palm lines!
Ye Qingzhou easily crossed the layers of barricades set by the Wu Family, entering the mansion as if it were uninhabited.
Meanwhile, Wu Changwei was in the study, conversing with his uncle Wu Tianxi. Also present were Wu Tianxi's son, Wu Qingyou.
Wu Tianxi's face was ashen: "Where's the item?"
Wu Changwei showed a fearful expression, cold sweat endlessly streaming from his forehead: "The item must be in that kid's hands."
"Nonsense, do I need you to tell me?"
Wu Tianxi glared angrily, then pinched his brow, sighing: "None of the experts sent from East Island returned, and the Blood-Colored Sanctuary keeps urging me. If this matter isn't settled, when the Celestial Gate opens, how could we ever gain the Blood God's favor?"
"Uncle's lessons are right."
