Xie Qi slowly opened the car door and stepped firmly onto the ground. He raised his head and gazed at the ancient castle standing in the darkness before him. Then he walked towards the castle's gate.
Along the way, the servants and domestic servants were lifeless, and the entire castle exuded a sense of strangeness. However, Xie Qi was not disturbed by these scenes. He followed the butler's lead, walked through the dark corridors, and finally arrived at the castle's living room.
After entering the living room, Xie Qi's eyes immediately fell on the figure sitting upright on the retro sofa. Xie Xile narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Xie Qi with a sharp gaze like a sword, as if he wanted to see through him.
Facing Xie Xile's sharp gaze, Xie Qi did not flinch. He asked directly, "Where is my mother?"
Hearing this, Xie Xile's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He replied calmly, "Your mother is naturally being cared for, but I didn't call you here today just for this."
Xie Qi frowned slightly, wondering what Xie Xile was up to. But he showed no fear or hesitation. Instead, he strode quickly to the sofa across from Xie Xile and sat down without hesitation.
He straightened his body, looked at Xie Xile, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Tell me, what's the matter."
Seeing Xie Qi's bold move, Xie Xile couldn't help but feel surprised. No one had ever dared to be so openly on equal footing with him, let alone this person being his son, whom he had always despised the most.
Even the second son would never dare to sit down so presumptuously in front of him.
However, Xie Xile did not take Xie Qi's slightly rude attitude to heart. Instead, he spoke calmly and slowly, "Originally, this matter had nothing to do with you, but I really didn't expect..."
He paused briefly, his gaze piercing Xie Qi before him. After a brief pause, he continued, "I can't believe you're now as powerful as your brother. If you had listened to me and drunk blood earlier, you would have become the most powerful of the younger generation of vampires."
After saying this, he reached out and gently took the exquisite wine glass filled with bright red blood that was respectfully presented to him by the butler, and took a sip of the contents of the glass elegantly.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Xie Qi frowned, and the discomfort in his heart became stronger and stronger.
He didn't want to play dumb with Xie Xile. Moreover, the other party knew that his son was afraid of blood, but he still deliberately drank the blood in front of him. Wasn't it obvious that he was deliberately testing him?
If it weren't for his wife's treatment, he would have been able to hold on and not faint on the spot. But even so, when his eyes fell on the huge cup of real blood in front of him, Xie Qi still felt an indescribable nausea and discomfort in his heart.
Just at this moment, there was a loud "bang" and the door was suddenly slammed open. Xie Luo rushed in like a gust of wind.
He gasped for breath. After seeing the situation in the room clearly, especially his brother's extremely ugly face and the cup of blood in Xie Xile's hand, he roared in anger: "I have already done what you said, why did you involve my brother!"
Before he finished speaking, Xie Luo rushed forward, snatched the bloody wine glass from Xie Xile's hand, and then threw it hard behind the sofa, making sure that Xie Qi in front of the sofa couldn't see it.
After doing all this, Xie Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least this way, his brother wouldn't be able to see those disgusting things.
"You bastard!" A furious roar shook the entire room. Xie Xile suddenly stood up from his seat, his face twisted and distorted with anger, veins bulging on his forehead, and his eyes wide open.
Then, Xie Xile suddenly swung his right arm, and a powerful force instantly burst out. Xie Luo, who was standing beside him, had no time to dodge. He flew straight out like a kite with a broken string.
With a loud bang, Shero hit the hard wall heavily, then fell down like a cannonball and hit the cold ground hard.
The force of this collision was so immense that Xie Luo felt his internal organs shift, a sweet and fishy taste welling up in his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. However, he endured the intense pain and quickly raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, preventing it from dripping.
At this time, Xie Xile slowly stood up straight, and a creepy and terrifying aura emanated from his whole body, like a demon from the Nine Nether Hell.
He took a step forward, walking towards Xie Luo who was lying on the ground. With every step he took, he felt as if a heavy burden was pressing on his heart, making it difficult to breathe.
Despite facing such a terrifying Xie Xile, Xie Luo's eyes didn't show any fear. Instead, his gaze was firm and resolute, even with a hint of pleading.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Let my brother go. He's a worthless piece of shit and is of no use to you. As long as you let him go, I'll do whatever you say. If you want a host, I can be your host."
After hearing these words, Xie Xile was not moved at all. Instead, a sinister smile appeared on his face, a smile full of evil and cruelty.
He looked at Xie Luo coldly and said, "I find that he seems more suitable than you..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Luo's heart sank. He knew full well that he could no longer change his decision. But even though he knew the man before him was incredibly powerful and far beyond his reach, Xie Luo still unhesitatingly pulled out the silver bullet gun Wen Ze had given him and fired.
Unfortunately, his attack was like an egg hitting a rock for Xie Xile. Xie Xile simply turned sideways and easily dodged Xie Luo's attack.
Xie Xile stared at the silver bullet gun that was flashing with cold light and was specially designed for hunting vampires, and a chill ran through his heart.
He clearly realized that the child now had murderous intentions towards him.
At this point, Xie Xile knew he couldn't keep the man before him. After all, he now had another option. Xie Luo was dead, and so was he. He could still use his eldest son to fulfill his ambitions.
Thinking of this, a hint of determination flashed in Xie Xile's eyes. Without hesitation, he swung his arm again and attacked Xie Luo directly.
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