Chapter 303

"Moose, are you bringing live sacrifices here this time?" The old woman raised her head, revealing a face that seemed completely devoid of moisture and life. Sammy gasped in terror. She was scared out of her wits.

Moose trembled from head to toe, bowing to the old woman. "Master, these people threatened me. I had no choice."

Wilbur put Sammy down, letting Dom hold her up as he chuckled at Moose. "Come on, you traitorous bastard!"

Moose flushed, not daring to say another word.

Wilbur turned to look at the old woman. "Are you Darlene Chancelot?"

"That I am. Moose seems pretty afraid of you. That's rather impressive, young man," Darlene rasped.

Dom and Sammy were both surprised this time. Neither of them had expected Moose's terrible, evil master to be an old woman.

This old woman also looked like she was one foot into the grave, but turned out to be a cultivator instead, the kind that needed countless dead bodies to practice her cultivation.

No one would have believed it