"Respected Blood Emperor, I shall take my leave now! Once my leg injury has healed, I will come to seek you again so we can go to Huaxia together!"
With great respect, Gudela bowed to the Blood Emperor and cast a reluctant glance at the still unconscious Dongfang Rushi before turning to leave, disappearing quickly into the night.
The following evening, under a high-hanging full moon, silvery moonlight bathed another ancient castle in a different mountainous area of England.
This castle, located two or three hundred miles from the Blood Emperor's residence, was much smaller in comparison.
It was Gudela's dwelling, and at this moment, Gudela was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard of the castle, basking under the moonlight.
Before him on the ground lay Dongfang Ruhua, with her eyes tightly closed and lost to the world.
"In just over two hours it will be midnight, when the consumption of human blood for cultivation is most beneficial..."
