Blood-Weeping Demon Scripture, Qiu Changqing’s Idea

The moment those words were spoken, the entire place was shocked! Almost everyone's gaze turned toward him. Bai Xing was no exception. Among the thirty-odd children, one boy stood out like a crane among chickens. Even as the children around him instinctively moved away because he had spoken, he showed no fear whatsoever. He remained where he stood, his face completely expressionless. Bai Xing raised an eyebrow, finding it interesting. The boy looked to be around nine or ten.