The young master scolded

Fan Liye ignored the young master's harsh words and said calmly, "But you are in front of me now."

"..." The young master seemed to be choked and paused before saying, "You are quite interesting, quite self-righteous. I came to see you just to warn you. We are one, and I will naturally not let you die. If you continue like this, you will die sooner or later. In order for me to survive, of course I need to see you."

Fan Liye moved, but the blood wrapped around him didn't allow him to move. He then knelt down obediently in front of the young master and said calmly, "Although your words and temper are very bad, I'm speaking the truth. Seeing you makes me feel much more at ease, and it helps me feel better."

"In my opinion, you are simply narcissistic." The young master did not give Fan Liye any face and mocked him wantonly, "Can even gods be so narcissistic? It's really disgusting."

“…Whatever you say.” Fan Liye didn’t want to refute anything. Although the young master looked like him and kept saying that they were one, he simply couldn’t regard the young master as himself.

"Do you think you can escape from me?"

The young master's voice became much lower. Fan Liye looked over and saw the other party walking towards him with slow steps.

The noble's high heels created ripples in the blood lake. He had a vicious smile on his face, and as he said, he looked like a devil, making people feel that he was full of evil.

Looking at the young master who was approaching him with ease, Fan Liye felt something was wrong. He wanted to retreat but was firmly fixed in place by the blood.

The young master walked up to him, slowly squatted down and looked at him, then revealed an ambiguous smile.

The next second, the young master pressed his shoulders and pushed him into the blood lake. The blood immediately wrapped around his waist and limbs, trapping him in the blood lake and making it impossible for him to struggle.

The young master pinched his neck and waved his fingers with his other hand. The blood flowed directly into Fan Liye's mouth as his fingers waved.

Fan Liye immediately struggled violently, not because blood poured into his mouth, but because the young master's hand that was pinching his neck tightened very hard.

His throat was restricted and blood kept flowing into his mouth, making him feel suffocated and bloated.

The blood filled his mouth, forcing him to keep it open. He couldn't swallow the blood, and the tight grip on his neck blocked everything. He felt like he was drowning, and some thought it was worse than death.

The blood accumulated in his throat, causing him to constantly want to swallow. The rolling of his throat caused a burning pain, and a lot of blood flowed in, but the constant influx of blood still could not be relieved.

"This is human blood." The young master said with an evil smile, "You can't accept human blood, right? Why can't you resist swallowing it?"

The feeling of suffocation made Fan Liye feel a little dizzy. He could not understand much of what the young master said. His brain seemed to have stopped working, and he instinctively struggled to survive.

The young master laughed softly a few times, loosened his hand that was pinching Fan Liye's neck, and then the blood wrapped around his body also loosened.

After feeling relieved, Fan Liye subconsciously took deep breaths to relieve the feeling of suffocation, but the blood accumulated in his mouth and soon rushed into his throat due to his breathing, causing him to cough violently.

Most of the blood was sprayed out. Fan Liye sat up with a bad look on his face, covering his throat and coughing continuously. A lot of blood was choked out. He looked as if he had just been forcibly humiliated, looking fragile and pitiful.

The young master didn't do anything else. He stood up and sat back, and his blood immediately gathered into a chair to hold him. He just smiled as he looked at Fan Liye, who was coughing continuously and looked unwell, looking at him condescendingly.

Fan Liye, who felt much relieved, had a few drops of blood dripping from his mouth. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his brain started working and he understood what the young master had just said.

He immediately looked up, then looked at the blood lake around him, and the expression on his face became indescribable.

The young master's actions caused him to choke on a lot of blood, which was no less than what Pani fed him, or even more.

"It's delicious, isn't it?" The young master said when he saw Fan Liye recover. "Human blood is essential for vampires. Whether it's your blood or the blood of other vampires, it's just like drinking water. It doesn't have any effect. It's okay to barely maintain a livelihood, but in the long run, you'll die. Only human blood is food. People can't go without food for a long time, and neither can vampires."

Fan Liye gritted his teeth and looked over: "Why do you do this?"

"This isn't a place to escape. My methods are even more brutal than Gregory's. I'm not soft on myself, and I'm not in control right now." The young master said with a smile, "You're ridiculous! You're so obsessed with getting stronger, yet you refuse to eat. If you want to die, I'll stab you in the heart with the silver dagger hidden in your abdomen. Trying to starve yourself to death is just childish thinking."

"..." Fan Liye's voice deepened, "You said you were me, I thought you would understand my thoughts."

"Hahaha, how funny, you naive little god! Although I am you, we are different." The young master said, "I completely don't understand your idiotic idea. I only know that if you want to become stronger, you must first adapt to the life and habits of the vampires. If you refuse to accept human blood, you deserve to die. Don't look so confused here. It's disgusting to watch."

“…” Fan Liye didn’t say anything. He didn’t know what to say. Although the young master’s words were unpleasant, what he said made complete sense.

"Do you need me to feed you again, you little loser?" The young master snorted and laughed. "Gregory's blood is only enough to keep you alive. If you want to train and become stronger, you must eat when you wake up. Otherwise, you'll be a good boy and be raised by Gregory as a work of art."

Hearing this, Fan Liye gritted his teeth. He did not reject the young master's words. The other party was right. If he wanted to become stronger, he had to eat.

All you get in return for continuing to reject it is a waste of time. It is useless and will only drain you. It is completely meaningless and will make you feel uncomfortable.

"All the truth lies with the Ghost King. If you don't accept human blood, you are not worthy of standing before him, and you don't deserve to know the truth. Haha, the Vampire King is not comparable to a useless god like you." The young master laughed again, "Little God, hehe..."

Fan Liye was about to say something when he found that the other party gradually disappeared. Then he saw a worried face. It was Fan Jieen.

He woke up.

The young master seemed to know when he would wake up. When he woke up, he would not say anything but would just wait for him to leave with a very bad smile.

The meeting with the young master was not useless, in fact it was quite useful. The other party's words were very harsh, completely truthful and merciless, and he had no intention of understanding his feelings at all.

"Master, you're awake. Are you feeling unwell?" Fan Jie'en was a light sleeper. His mind was full of Fan Liye's unhappiness. Even when he fell asleep, he was still thinking about the other's discomfort and had countless nightmares.

Fan Liye shook his head. Insisting on meaningless things would only be a waste of time. He had things he needed to do. He needed to become stronger to meet the Vampire King. He couldn't waste time on this.

After figuring this out, he got off the bed, walked to the door and opened it. Unexpectedly, Pani was standing outside.