Jiang Ying Yue stood in front of the same courtyard which was burning the previous evening all thanks to her incompetence in using the right spell at the right place and time.
A sigh left her lips as she sympathized with herself. Being a fifteen hundred old vampire, she was one of the most powerful beings back in her world. But ever since she had traveled to this new world, she had become as weak as a newly turned vampire.
She was unable to control her thrust for blood which was creating problems for her. She was unable to properly use her powers, and she was also unable to protect herself from powerful people around her.
With a shake of her head to get rid of her troubled thoughts, she climbed up the stairs where the familiar wooden door greeted her. She was more than prepared to use the right spell this time to open the door. But surprisingly, as soon as she reached the door, it flew open on its own, welcoming her inside.
