C257 The People in the Red Mud

"My lord, do we have to do this?"

Outside the forest, a black-cloaked warrior wearing a bronze mask asked worriedly.

Although his expression could not be seen, his tone was full of worry and reluctance. At the same time, Saang Xuan took out a short bronze dagger from his pocket. Without saying a word, he cut a hole in his palm and let the blood flow out.

"We have limited manpower