Hearing this, James could not help but be stunned. He never expected there to be such drastic changes in the ancient martial world in just three short years.

It seemed everyone had benefitted greatly from slaying the dragon three years ago. Things were even more chaotic now than they had been back then.

“By the way, what about the Blood Race? What have they been up to over the past three years?” James asked.

Callan said, “They’ve been keeping a low profile all this while. Apart from the First Blood Emperor who would occasionally show himself once in a while, the rest almost never appeared in public. They might be intimidated by the Solean ancient martial artists.”

“I see…”

James said.

Then, holding the wine glass in his hand, he said, “What’s the point of knowing all this? I’m now living a happy and carefree life. I’m not getting myself involved in this.”

“But, can you stay out of it?”

Callan said, “Many powerful martial artists have emerged. You’ve cultivated the Lunar