The Blood Refiners Guild had just been established,
But the evil Imperial Uncle had already foreseen its potential for development.
If it grows strong, the evil Imperial Uncle knows he won't be able to control it.
While it's still weak, it's the right time to make the Blood Refiners Guild submit.
"I now order, head to Xiuyuan Country, of course, officially we are visiting Queen Si'er, but the real purpose is... to take the Blood Refiners Guild under our control."
At the Imperial Uncle's residence, this evil Imperial Uncle revealed his ambition to his henchmen.
The henchmen were not brainless; they all furrowed their brows. What kind of existence is a guild?
Things like the Array Master Guild and Pharmacist Guild—do ordinary people dare covet these?
Immediately, a henchman nervously said: "Imperial Uncle, wouldn't it be like a snake trying to swallow an elephant if we want the Blood Refiners Guild?"
A snake,
Attempting to eat an elephant?
Isn't that a suicide mission?
