Lu Potian turned his malicious gaze towards the people of Shaolin Temple and scoffed, "Junior Brother, it seems things aren't going well on your side. Why don't we join forces and wipe out those bald donkeys of Shaolin Temple!"
Su Xin shook his head and said, "Let's not rush, and as for recognizing you as a Senior Brother, there's no need to be hasty. When the Blood Demon Sect was destroyed, did you appear now with intentions to rebuild it?"
Lu Potian chuckled mischievously. Though he had spent ninety percent of his life imprisoned under the Demon Suppression Pagoda, he was no fool. He understood the implications of Su Xin's words.
Now the Blood Demon Sect was gone, but Su Xin's Blood God Sect still remained in the world.
If he could rebuild the Blood Demon Sect based on the foundation of the Blood God Sect, Lu Potian would surely save a lot of trouble; thus, it was natural for Su Xin to be somewhat wary of him.