Chương 3777: Trap

"Tell me quickly, why do you suck human blood!" Yan Lesheng put on his authority as an official, and shouted loudly.

"A mere Cauldron Forging Tier dares to be impudent, humph!" the middle-aged woman said coldly.

Yan Lesheng was already furious to begin with, and with her words, his face instantly turned livid.

Where was his authority?

First, it was Ling Han, a Foundation Building cultivator, who dared to talk back to him, and now it was this mere Inscription Tier cultivator. Which of them took him seriously?

"Beat her!" He waved his hand.

The middle-aged woman released a strange howl, and her eyes suddenly lit up. Weng, instantly, the eyes of every single person in the room turned red, exuding an aura of madness. Their reason was instantly drowned out, and only one thought remained — to kill.