A mouthful of fresh blood spewed out, and Yan Chen's just-stabilized breathing became weak again.
He looked at the bright red blood on the desk in front of him with a pained expression.
Blood sprayed onto the mahogany desk, looking particularly conspicuous under the dim yellow light.
Clutching his chest, Yan Chen fell back into his seat, then turned his head to look at the half-open window.
Outside the window, a green meteor streaked across the sky, plummeting straight down to the ground!
Upon seeing this, Yan Chen's normally placid eyes finally filled with disbelief.
'Larilo actually fell?!'
Thinking this, Yan Chen couldn't help but reach for his chest.
In recent days, he had taken control of Larilo through his domain, then forcibly extracted her spiritual power and vitality using his own abilities!
In just a few days, he had drawn nearly one-third of Larilo's spiritual power and vitality!
All of it was stored inside his chest.
