“No, you’re the senior. Don’t call me that. I can’t accept it,” said Long Chen hastily.

The Violet Blood race was his mother’s family. No matter how strong he was, no matter how high his cultivation base was, he wouldn’t dare to be rude in front of his mother’s family.

“Then I’ll be rude. Can we talk?”

Long Chen walked into the ruined city with the elder.

There were several simple tents set up. Even before they approached, Long Chen could smell a dense herbal smell.

“Your people are injured?” asked Long Chen.

“To tell the truth, while fleeing from threats, we had countless casualties. Hero, we can go inside first.” The elder gestured to Long Chen, indicating for him to walk into a tent.

“No rush. Let me see their injuries first.” Long Chen waved...