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Han Lin had relayed the situation at Tianyang University, which had caused Yamamoto Ichiro's expression to turn quite unsightly.

"Hmph, useless." He snorted coldly, his eyes filled with anger.

Han Lin showed a fearful expression and quickly bowed down.

"Forget it, fortunately, I was prepared. Take this thing and just throw it into Tianyang University." Yamamoto Ichiro pulled out a blood-colored pearl from his bosom.

"What is this?" Han Lin asked in surprise.

"A Blood Pearl, refined from the blood of ninety-nine maidens, should be able to break the seal on that thing." Yamamoto Ichiro said with a cold laugh.

The blood from ninety-nine maidens made Han Lin shiver; though he was no good person, he wasn't that cruel either.

He hesitated, a look of reluctance on his face.

"You're unwilling?" Seeing Han Lin's expression, Yamamoto Ichiro asked coldly.