Grandfather asked:
"What's the matter?"
"Dear Grandfather, I can't do it alone. How about, how about you do it?"
Art's heart was pounding.
Among the many Fifth Rank, the only one he had confidence in defeating now was Fen, who was seriously ill.
But to capture Fen, he would have to face Chen Qi directly.
This kind of thing, he simply couldn't do!
Art gathered his courage and said:
"I can't win, Grandfather, let me go..."
"Our family members are really cowardly."
Grandfather said:
"Don't worry, I'll find someone to help you."
"Find someone?"
Art was full of doubts in his heart.
Grandfather said:
"On this land, I have a large Hunter Group. They are capable of assassinating any Fifth Rank."
He lightly raised his hand and handed a black bone flute made of bone to Art.
Art took the black bone flute.
A dark, chilling sensation quickly swept through his entire body.
Grandfather said:
"At night, blow this whistle and they will come to help you."
Art asked:
