"My son has been harmed by this old dog, the Blood Fiend eroding his foundation, almost half ruined. If your sect can resolve this matter, then we can continue discussions."
"If you cannot resolve it, then there's no need to talk further."
Lu Changsheng spoke coldly, the Yin Yang Mixed Hole Great Millstone hovering above his head spinning endlessly, its supreme power reversing life and death and yin-yang, threatening to engulf this realm.
His primary objective on this journey was to solve Lu Quanzhen's physical condition.
To see if the Yiming Ghost Sect had a way to resolve it.
"Blood Fiend invading the body? May I take a look at your son?"
The Yinming Ghost King squinted his eyes, looking toward Lu Quanzhen, speaking in a deep voice.
Since Lu Changsheng came with an agenda as he speculated, then the issue becomes easier to tackle.
The greatest fear was that the other party sought vengeance for his son, leading to a fight to the death.
