The white-haired old man assumed that Huang Xiaolong and Lei Yu were disciples of the Leiyu Creed previously, and if they were willing to help, the members of the Scarlet Blood Clan wouldn’t dare to touch anyone present.

“Lord, this…” The white-haired old man spoke to Huang Xiaolong all of a sudden.

“Alright. Since I ate your Fiery Light Maize, let’s consider it as though we were brought together by fate. I’ll deal with this.” As soon as he spoke, he turned to the group surrounding the courtyard and sighed, “I’ll give you ten seconds to leave.”

The young man from the Scarlet Blood Clan was taken aback for a second, but he stared at Huang Xiaolong like he was looking at an idiot....