Shui Tuan returned to the ancestral temple with a pale face.
"Have you reassured them?"
An aged figure with blood-red eyes sat cross-legged beneath the ancestral divine tablets.
It was Shuilan, the Ancestral Temple Keeper of the Upper Lake Division.
"They won't cause trouble if there's food, but this can't go on. Sooner or later, we will be discovered."
Shuilan's face darkened. He understood all too well that it was only a matter of time before they were exposed.
Not to mention the moody and cannibalistic alien race in the cave, who laugh as they feast on humans.
Currently, the Upper Lake is in a dilemma, riding a tiger that is difficult to dismount.
It's easy to invite them in, but impossible to send them away!
Believing in the bewitchment of the Gu Insect, the Blood Witch, initially brought benefits, but retribution came unexpectedly fast.
When the Gu Insect was still around, the two pieces of 'Blood Curse Wood' had miraculous effects, putting the alien race to sleep.
