As soon as Yue Yan left the reception room, the head of the family couldn't wait to rush to the cup and drank the blood greedily.
Severe pain swept through him, but the powerful power and eternal life so close at hand made him laugh excitedly despite the pain.
The noble head of the family lost his former majesty and dignity, and curled up on the ground like a madman, convulsing all over.
The two children in the house were not frightened by this strange scene. They were as similar as twin brothers, with the same calm and indifference on their faces - and vigilance.
Tsujima Shuji took the weapon that he had prepared in his hand. For him, a hand gun the size of an ordinary adult's palm requires two hands to control.
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