"What?" Elder Zamu's heart trembled.
Mo Hua had no choice but to repeat:
"Write down all the names, origins, addresses, and sacrificial rituals of the 'Barbarian Gods' you know of nearby and give them to me..."
"Not a single one can be left out."
Elder Zamu didn't know what this "Senior" in front of him was planning to do.
But he felt that on that handsome face, in those clear eyes, there was a very dangerous aura illuminating.
This made Elder Zamu feel that he might be committing a "crime."
The previous scene of Wutu God being ripped apart and swallowed alive flashed back in his mind.
Elder Zamu's voice was somewhat trembling:
"This... I'm afraid, that's not very appropriate..."
Mo Hua then said, "Write down the names and addresses of the Barbarian Gods, and I assure your grandson's safety and well-being."
Upon hearing this, Elder Zamu shivered.
Mo Hua continued, "The Barbarian Gods can't protect your grandson, but I can."
