"Brother Qin Huai, welcome to our Blood Poison Gang!" Old Liu's voice became much more melodious. "Our Blood Poison Gang needs young talents like you!"
He reached into his bosom and took out a small pouch. "Here, a small poison pouch. I call it obedient powder. It can allow a great blood refinement martial artist to be at your mercy for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn." Old Liu gave Qin Huai a knowing expression.
"Thank you." Qin Huai didn't refuse. He just didn't expect that the Blood Poison Gang would give such a strange gift. After that, he took a Blood Poison Gang disciple's waist token and their robe with a red background and black water droplets.
Qin Huai followed Yang Erbao and listened as they walked. "Our Blood Poison Gang is next to the Qingzhou River. The river not only leads directly to Qingzhou City, but it also connects to more than half of Qingzhou.