Zhao Pu invited Chen Xiang and his companions into his home, and then he asked with curiosity, "May I know what brings you to me, brother?"
After all, he was all alone at this point, with nothing to his name, completely unable to guess why Chen Xiang and the others were looking for him.
"I would like some of your fresh blood," Chen Xiang said softly.
As soon as his words fell, Zhao Pu sprang to his feet with a whoosh, a look of fear on his face as he looked at Chen Xiang and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you people? What exactly do you want from me?"
Zhao Pu immediately thought back to the books passed down within his family, which warned to be wary of those with ill intentions who sought to take the family's bloodline.
