Knocking on the door of Pupil Art in Yuanshen

"That's probably what I said. The Hong family can no longer restrain their ambitions. In other words, the current situation forces them to choose to show their fangs at this time."

Jiang Wu told Zhao Yue everything he had learned, including the Hong family's long-standing ambitions and why they chose to launch an attack at this time.

"Is the country so full of dangers?"

"The country has always been in chaos. During the five thousand years of civilization, it is unknown how many dragon kings have awakened during this period. Now, driven by certain people, the monarch of the world is about to return with a roar, hanging on its dark wings that cover the sky.

Full of withered bones, struggling to break out of Hades."

The last thing Jiang Wu read was the result of an old fortune teller's deduction, about a hundred years ago, but no one disbelieved his words.

The old fortune-teller was a super hybrid. His speech ability was very rare. He could predict the future. After a lifetime of development, he could vaguely see a corner of destiny.

After calculating the results, the old fortune teller himself died due to the backlash. How could the deduction made by a super hybrid with his life be just empty words?

Moreover, judging from the attitude of the central government, the era of dancing dragons will come sooner or later.

"The Hong family just feels the urgency. They were once a super family, but now they can only huddle in a small place like Suzhou."

"Then why did they kill my parents for this thing?" He held up the blood essence. Under the bright reflection, under the solidified shell, the liquid inside was still flowing, as if it was alive.

"Yes, and no, your parents just have a grudge against the Hong family. In fact, the Hong family is not sure whether it is true that your family has heirlooms. After all, the Zhao family is a foreign family. Not only him, our understanding of the Zhao family is also unknown.

Very limited.”

"Then it's up to me to verify it myself," Zhao Yue didn't say much. He originally thought that the Zhao family was just an ordinary family, but now it seems that there is something hidden, but at this time, he still has other questions.

"But...since it's a reward, why do you have to pay it back to me?"

"The blood in the ancient dragon's body is like toxin, the most violent genetic catalyst, which can easily corrode and destroy the original genetic structure of living things.

Especially for hybrids that already contain dragon blood, they will break the critical blood limit and then fall into the abyss of madness and become bloodthirsty deadpools.

But dragon's fetal blood is an exception. It is not only safer and more stable, but also more effective. What's more... it comes from a second-generation ancient dragon.

But even so, our family still does not have the ability to bear the reward, and we are unwilling to bear the risk of losing it."

Jiang Wu lowered his head deeply, "If possible, I hope you will bear this curse and break this fatal situation."

He didn't intend to say this originally. In his opinion, Zhaoyue would definitely be addicted to the call of blood after getting the ancient dragon's fetal blood and couldn't help but swallow it.

If Zhao Yue succeeds, then he can gain a firm and powerful ally. A heart tempered by dragon blood can be unimaginably tough.

And if it fails, Zhao Yue must be an evil ghost that can disrupt the government, and there will be a dedicated ghost slayer who will travel thousands of miles from the imperial capital to kill him.

At that time, no matter how much the Hong family wants to take action, they must put it aside for the time being. Cooperating with the ghost-slaying action, they can naturally win a turning point.

It's not that he doesn't know that no matter how mature Zhaoyue appears, his body is still only over six years old.

Using such a body to bear the blood of a second-generation species is almost equivalent to death, even if Zhaoyue is an excellent A-level hybrid species.

But even so, he still sent this fetal blood, and now he has revealed the truth himself. He does not ask Zhaoyue to forgive him, after all, he is selfish, but he needs someone to break the situation...

"..." Zhaoyue didn't say anything. He didn't blame Jiang Wu.

If someone doesn't do it for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth, not to mention that Jiang Wu is not related to him. If he can protect him, he has already accepted his parents' favor. He has no reason to ask for too much.

What's more, he was the one who broke the agreement between his parents and the Jiang family. After all, he was at fault first.

But when Jiang Wu used words to tell him about the blood feud between his parents, inducing him to fight against the Hong family, and even brought the dangerous ancient dragon fetal blood, the Jiang family and he had exhausted the last of their affection.

"I will deal with the Hong family, but not for the Jiang family."

Seeing his face return to its original silence, Jiang Wu knew that he had made a choice, but he had no face to stay, so he apologized in a hurry and left.

"Three days later...in the underground arena, life and death will be determined."

After Jiang Wu left, he sat on the stone bench and muttered to himself.

Disputes between families, with the central government's control, large-scale armed fights are no longer allowed, let alone guns, ammunition, or even artillery.

The two families that need to duel send representatives, it doesn't matter how many people they have, and they fight to the death until one party can no longer bear it and admits defeat.

Not only the disputes between aristocratic families, but also general disputes between mixed races are decided through life and death battles, and official witnesses are required.

The battle between mixed species requires concealment. Neither the Golden Eyes nor the Word Spirit can be seen by ordinary people. Now they are in the form of underground arenas.

The Hong family runs such an underground arena called Hongwu Terrace, where mixed races often come here to hold life-and-death battles.

In addition, since it is a business, Hongwutai will regularly hold bloody duels to make money on a large scale through gambling.

Those who can come to watch are all dignitaries and respectable people, and without exception they are of mixed race.

Admission must be introduced by someone, and it is a membership system. People who are not familiar with the rules are not allowed in.

In real life, I am used to walking around in brocade clothes at night, so I inevitably have no desire for excitement. The regular life-and-death battles at Hongwu Terrace can be regarded as one of the few mixed-race feasts in Suzhou, even though this feast is stained with dirty blood.

He took the blood essence, stood up and walked towards the interior of the antique building, his eyes always flowing with a color like molten iron.

Go destroy the place in three days, and then the Hong family should repay their debts, and pay with blood if they have to.

…

Jiang Wu, who left Zhaoyuan Garden, was not in a hurry to return to the company. He came all the way to the hospital.

There is a ward specially provided for mixed-race people. Medical treatment and other matters must be separated, otherwise the blood test will reveal the truth, because all indicators of mixed-race people are obviously different from ordinary people.

There was an old man lying on the hospital bed. Although he was old, he was not frail. Dragon blood could keep the hybrid body healthy and energetic for most of his life.

Just like Mr. Jiang, a man of seventy or eighty years old, his eyes were still full of energy, as if the person who was admitted to the hospital was not him. When he saw Jiang Wu coming, he moved his lips, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"You...or sent it over?"

"..." Jiang Wu nodded.

"...I'm just sorry for those two young people and the child..." He closed his eyes weakly, with a dazed expression on his face, but he couldn't help but relax in his heart.

This decision was actually his, and it was made on the spur of the moment, but it was not a lie that he was sent to the hospital. Zhaoyue acted without mercy at that time.

The injuries to the eldest and the third child are also real. One organ was damaged and the other was severely fractured. Even with his mixed-race physique, the eldest brother still cannot get out of bed.

If this were not the case, he would not have given the fetal blood of the ancient dragon to Zhaoyue.

"...Hong family," Jiang Wu hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but say.

"Leave it to fate," the old man lay on the thick soft cushions, his face full of fatigue. He was old after all. Even if his body was not weak, his energy was not as good as before.

The Hong family was coming in a big way this time. He had experienced many storms and waves, and he was completely unsure about the way forward.

Seeing the old man like this, Jiang Wu had no choice but to secretly pray that he could survive this crisis. But if it didn't work out, he had no choice but to accept becoming someone else's vassal.

He thought so.