Kao Wen and Kao Ping followed behind Miss Xuan, and the three of them went straight to an abandoned temple in the south of the city.

"Ah Hu is inside," she said, pointing to the abandoned temple.

Nothing was left of the temple but broken walls, and some of them even looked scorched. Weeds were overgrown on the inside, and the place was remote enough that not even beggars were willing to stay.

"You guys wait out here," Lu Changsheng said as he proceeded to walk in alone. It was the seventh month when the sun was fierce, and the weather was extremely hot. 

However, cold air struck him as he walked inside the temple. He caught the faint and unmistakable smell of blood in it the moment he crossed the threshold.

Whoosh!

A dark silhouette lunged at him from out of nowhere. Lu Changsheng could clearly sense that the figure was a big, muscular youth. The only difference was that he smelled of blood from head to toe. His attack also carried an overwhelming, menacing intent that would have caused most martial artists immediate life-threatening damage.

However, Lu Changsheng simply met it with a fist.

Bang!

The punch landed solidly on the youth's body. At the peak of Second...