Quiet, a quiet that would make even ghosts nervous.
Time ticked by, but neither side made a move.
"Just wait, they're definitely more anxious than we are. Vampires don't have any other advantages, except for their longevity," the voice in Yun Jin's mind said.
Just as the voice had predicted, the three people outside the door seemed to be losing patience even faster.
They started their operation in the early morning and finally entered the tomb around four o'clock. After a thorough search, they had only just begun to collect their loot. Although the sun was about to rise, which would be advantageous for them, they couldn't let their activities be exposed to the light of day, as more people would gather then.
The vampires in the group were even more anxious.
So the three people outside rushed in first.
"Open!"
Yun Zhe opened the box in the stone platform with one hand and pulled his hood tighter with the other, then squatted down behind the stone platform.
The blinding light instantly illuminated the entire room.
The vampire instantly burst into flames and quickly burned to a charred remains. The other two shielded their eyes from the blinding sunlight, completely oblivious to Yun Zhe's actions.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yun Zhe pounced and bit the leader's neck.
The familiar movements, the familiar positions, flowed smoothly and flawlessly. For a moment, Yun Zhe felt as if he were in a dream, as if he wasn't the one doing the action. But clearly, he felt the blood rushing into his throat. It wasn't the fishy smell he had imagined, but a strange sweetness and an indescribable excitement that compelled him to keep sucking the blood.
But the pleasure vanished in an instant, for a simple reason: the person had been drained dry.
Dissatisfaction, anger, and the bitter taste of joy abruptly ended filled Yun Zhe's heart with a host of negative emotions.
Yun Zhe felt an irrepressible desire within him.
He looked at Qiongjin, who in turn looked at Yunzhe in horror.
Yun Zhe had completely changed. He was no longer the withered man he once was, but instead brimming with vitality. His skin had become radiant, his hair was now covering his head, and he had become more upright. He had transformed into a handsome… Aruruman?
Qiong Jin was momentarily distracted when Yun Zhe lunged at his throat.
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