The Blood Lotus Sect Leader counted on his fingers.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve.
The Tenth Shock went to Donghuang, so it could be barely counted among these.
But adding them together, it is just seven.
Where does the eighth come from?
As he raised his head, his face was full of panic.
Then he heard the Old Man laugh:
"You forgot to count yourself."
"…Me?"
The Blood Lotus Sect Leader was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling as if his insides were being churned, and immediately blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He incredulously wiped his mouth with his hand, finding it full of crimson red.
He looked at the Old Man in astonishment:
"…Sir, you... you actually poisoned the wine?"
"To deal with me, you actually used poison?"
"Though you have been loyal to me, I couldn't bear to kill you immediately.
"In your wine, I added poison. You drink this cup with me, and thus go peacefully on your way, wouldn't it be fitting?"
The Old Man smiled slightly:
