"My master has written two Blood Letters, one for the State Preceptor and one for the Emperor!" Li Shishi took out two blood-stained pieces of cloth from her sleeve.
They were already folded.
"This one is for the State Preceptor!" Li Shishi bowed deeply to the Beixie National Master, with a gesture of respect. Her delicate and tender hands, pale as jade, were soothing to the eyes. The Beixie National Master's expression was icy cold, and he did not rashly reach out to take it.
He signaled to a guard next to him with a look.
The guard immediately stepped forward and snatched the Blood Letter from Li Shishi's hands.
"My master said it's best if the National Master opens it himself!" Li Shishi reminded in a clear, cold voice.
