Blood Old Five remained silent, pinching his hooked nose.

That's right, the absolute truth.

And that's too much of a truth.

He took out his phone, opened the Daomeng page, and entered a very familiar forum.

The first post on the forum, highlighted in red and pinned to the top, is titled: "The Evil Faction's Latest Safety Manual." This manual was specially compiled by the evil faction within the Dao Alliance, outlining precautions to take when conducting business throughout the Eastern Kingdom.

He opened it and saw that it contained handwritten warnings and photos, all written in red ink. The first warning read:

[If your sect has any special needs, remember not to go near Shancheng, because Shancheng is the hometown of the suit-wearing thugs, guarded by the unreasonable spirit ghost Lin Qiaoyu and the ancient demon Daji who is eager to make a name for herself. Even if you win, there are still the even more unreasonable Eight-Armed Rakshasa and the Explosive Girl.]

Article 2: [Immediately retreat if you encounter a man wielding a long knife with a blue dragon tattoo on his left hand. "One is influenced by one's company," and someone who can control so many unreasonable %% (this part is in bold)... a thug in a suit must be even more unreasonable.]

Well, he had already witnessed what was called 'unreasonable'. He only cursed a few times before Lao Ba and the two blood corpses he had painstakingly raised were beheaded.

Blood Fifth shrank back, suddenly feeling very insecure, and asked, "Where's Second Brother?"

Blood Fourth Brother curled his lip: "He's in the basement with Cleopatra."

"Heh~" The two looked at each other, and when they thought of Cleopatra's flirtatious nature, they couldn't help but swallow.

The basement was small, with simple blood-red walls and a simple blood-red heart-shaped sofa bed.

"Would you be willing to die for me?" Cleopatra raised her delicate eyebrows and pinned the man who claimed to love her beneath her.

The man lay on her soft sofa bed, nodding seductively: "Of course."

Cleopatra laughed, curving her lips, smeared with bright red blood, into a crescent shape. She unbuttoned all the buttons on the man's clothes and then giggled.

She twisted her body, making the man believe he had seen the most beautiful woman in the world, and he also believed she had seen the most muscular man in the world.

"Have you read the evil sect's safety manual?" As she spoke, Cleopatra extended her long, sharp, blood-red fingernails, looked at the man, and gently slid them from his ear to his cheek, leaving a white mark.

The man felt pain, but at that moment he also felt it was just a kind of fun. He grabbed Cleopatra's fingers, stuck out his tongue, and licked the nails of the woman who intoxicated him.

"I've already seen it, so it doesn't matter."

Blood Brother Two said disdainfully, "Even if he is a chosen one of heaven, he is just a little guy who hasn't even grown his hair yet. The Venerable One, Fourth Brother, and Fifth Brother have roamed the world for decades, slaughtering countless families and annihilating countless clans. The Ghost Killing Team and the Dao Alliance can't find any fault with us. What can a little thug in a suit do?"