Fidwud Family Home...
San Fidwud had just completed the walk of shame which could not be avoided when his shoulder was doused in blood and the number of cultivators he had taken to Hal's mansion had reduced drastically.
Why...
Why did things have to be so complicated?
Why could things not just go his way?
Why was he always suffering a loss?
When he walked through the front gate of his home and beheld the carnage and gore that covered the courtyard, his eyes went red.
So many of his men had died and as far as he could see, he could not see the bodies of anyone that could be the assailants or more accurately, that could be the Emissaries.
From what he could see, they did not distinguish between the fighters, servants or guards. Anyone with cultivation at the Cosmic Pearl realm was attacked.