Yu Xiao wasn’t much interested in the method for Summoner of Spirit, he cared a lot more about the so-called bloodline of the eight families. Even someone like Ying Hongyue cared about it. They were much more interested in Li Hao, whereas the martial masters might be curious about Yuan Shuo. Or rather, some of the higher level Red Moon personages cared, out of consideration for the entire organization.2

He didn’t need to, neither did any of his comrades on this trip.0

They wanted to know whether the bloodline of the eight families could offer them anything. Or perhaps the eight families could bring them some opportunities and deeds of merit. Maybe they could bring Li Hao back to headquarters as bait and tempt Red Moon members to set foot into traps.0

“I see!” Hao Lianchuan raised an eyebrow; he didn’t flat out refuse the request. “I’ll bring Li Hao to meet the special agents when he arrives.”1

“That’s good, don’t worry, we’re all on the same side.” Yu Xiao smiled. “We would never harm him! It’s to his good fortune that we meet him. There’s more treasures in the central region,...0