The little wife of the blood clan boss

Chapter 121 Explained
On the main seat, Yan Shang looked at Ashekt, who was surrounded by everyone's eyes, and whispered: "Is this what you said you wanted to kill him? For this reason alone, I'm afraid you won't be able to convince everyone."

"So what?" Zorosius hugged her with one hand and gently rubbed the top of her hair with his other hand.Perhaps because of the warm nephrite in his arms, there was a smile on his lips, and the look in his eyes softened, "It's just a clown, just for fun. If Shang'er is anxious, it's not impossible to kill him now, Shang'er What do you want to do with him?"

"The Bruch clan has no heir. Killing him will definitely cause turmoil." Nightmare paused, then said angrily: "From what you say, it seems that there is already a solution, so why bother asking me?"

"So smart." Zorosius finished praising him and said with a hint of regret: "Shang'er always sees others thoroughly. How can he do the same to himself?"

"..." Yan Shang frowned when he heard this and didn't want to pay attention to this nonsensical question.

Fortunately, Zorosius did not continue to ask. He looked down at Ashekt, his eyes no longer as gentle as before, but with a slight coolness, "I also want to know what is going on."

How is this going?What else could happen?

Ashekt didn't believe that Zorosius didn't know what was going on. He clenched his fists and after a moment, he answered: "The blood hunter was dragged down in front of everyone. It can't be faked. Something must have happened in the middle." It’s something unknown. Just bring the person in charge and ask, and you’ll find out.”

So soon a guard took the cook responsible for bloodletting to the front hall. It was probably the first time that the cook faced such a scene. His face turned pale with fright, and he fell to his knees trembling.

Ashekt knew that the cook was innocent and asked in vain.But the matter ultimately required an explanation, so the hapless cook became the scapegoat.

He threw the glass bottle containing blood on the table in front of the cook. The fragile bottle hit the hard marble floor and instantly shattered into countless pieces. Blood splashed and stained the ground and the cook's clothes.

The cook was confused and heard Ashekt ask: "Do you know what this is?"

Isn't this just blood?The blood of a blood hunter is extremely precious.

The cook said honestly: "This is the blood of a blood hunter."

"Don't gouge out your eyes." Ashekt looked grim, "I'll give you another chance. What is this?"

The cook was so frightened that he lowered his head.The blood flowers on the ground began to turn black due to the passage of time. He tremblingly stretched out his index finger and wiped the blood in front of him, and then licked it.

The strong fishy smell filled his mouth. It was not as sweet as normal blood. Instead, it had an indescribable bitter and salty taste, which made him almost nauseous.

This, this is not the blood of a blood hunter at all!

The cook suddenly raised his head and said in disbelief: "I am sure that the person I killed was indeed a blood hunter, and his aura cannot be faked!"

"Then how can we explain this?" Ashekt made up his mind to pour the black water on the cook without giving him any chance to explain. "You are so brave. It's your fault that I treat you too much." Being too kind makes all of you lawless, someone..."

He was about to ask the guards to come in and drag the cook off, when he heard an unhurried voice from the main seat interrupting him.

"Asekt."

(End of this chapter)