"I'm sorry, perhaps my request is too excessive."
Cong Shuai took a deep breath and lowered his head, looking very disappointed. In reality, he feared that An Wen might read something in his eyes.
An Wen was somewhat stirred by Cong Shuai's demeanor. He took a deep breath and then patted Cong Shuai's shoulder: "I will avenge them. This time, I have brought your family's ancestor's treasure and the Cultivation Technique of the Blood Punishment Clan. You should cultivate it and give it a try."
Actually, before meeting Cong Shuai, An Wen Demon Monarch always believed this guy was an impostor.
What he didn't know was that within Cong Shuai's body was an elixir made from the Demon Pill Powder of the Blood Punishment Clan's strongman from back in the day.
This elixir had been subtly altering Cong Shuai's bloodline all along.
It even affected Cong Shuai's emotions, although Cong Shuai's mind was still steadfast.
