The night was deep and silent. Gu Fan and Mo Yun hid inside the house, not daring to emerge, fearing they might encounter the same group of people from the daytime, yet they did not know that someone had already taken care of all their troubles for them.
Outside the city lay a desolate waste, strewn with many bodies, some wailing, some desperately crawling.
Lord Xiong, Xue Wang, and other vampires stood proudly, watching these dying struggles. The feeling of holding the power of life and death was truly exquisite.
Some vampires grabbed a person by the hair, lifted them up, and tore into their neck with their teeth, indulging in blood-sucking to their hearts' content.
Seeing this, Xue Wang furrowed his brow, "Lord Xiong, this is what you asked us to do. If our whereabouts are exposed, you can't blame us."
Lord Xiong nodded, "Don't worry. If anything goes wrong, I'll take the responsibility. It won't fall on your heads."