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IN HER OWN POOL OF BLOOD

SHANGHAI TEMPLE

Inside the temple seated a man who was meditating.

His two legs were crossed on each other and his eyes shut. He relaxed himself so as to allow the flow of energy through him.

He was still meditating when the door to the temple where he was opened, but that didn't stop him from meditating.

“ Boss,” a masculine voice called from behind.

“ Boss” the voice called again, catching the attention of his boss, whose eyes opened but flashed gold at first before changing back to brown colour.

“ What is it?” His boss stopped meditating and turned to him.

“ I fear there is bad news” his lips began to quiver as he spoke.

“ Spill it out or else you want your head rolling on the ground” his boss hates slow people and he loves his things being precise and simple.

“ Rowan was killed alongside twenty of our men” the man said, and almost immediately anger flashed through his boss’s face.

“ Who did that?”

“ Elijah West. He is no ordinary man, and he also sent you a message” the man said
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