Qiao Peng swiftly headed outside without further word. Qiao Feilong mulled over the situation after his son left and addressed a corner of his office.0

“Did you sense anything special?”0

“No, he’s very ordinary, but he looks to have absorbed mysterious power. I can sense that his physique is quite decent and his skin’s tenacity is very good. He might be a Slayer of Tens.”0

“That is to be expected!” Qiao Feilong dismissed the assessment. “He’s Yuan Shuo’s student and has absorbed mysterious power. With the New Book of Five Styles in hand and supposedly wielding its breathing method as well, setting foot into Slayer of Tens is only a matter of time!”0

“Then does the boss think…” the person in the shadows lowered his voice. “Is there anything special about his blood?”0

“It may not be as simple as just his blood. The so-called bloodline may need to be distilled from the blood. Mere blood flow will not do!” Qiao Feilong waved the conversation to a close. “Alright, let’s set this aside for now. Do not incite trouble...1