Zhao Gangbeng, frowning intensely, stared at Li Xiaoqiang and said, "Dude, you really can't afford to have anything happen to you. If something does happen to you, I bet your old man would chop me into two pieces."
Zhao Gangbeng looked at Li Xiaoqiang's blood-red skin, a worried expression appearing on his face.
His class had finally found such a promising student, and he did not want anything to happen to Li Xiaoqiang.
Had he just wasted half his mission value on a bone potion for Li Xiaoqiang for nothing?
Dude, you better not screw me over!
Li Xiaoqiang was totally unaware that his teacher was sweating coldly on his behalf, looking incredibly tense.
This man, who was fearless in battle, had now become so timid.
As time ticked away, dense cold sweat had already formed on Zhao Gangbeng's forehead.
Suddenly, one of the doctors said to Zhao Gangbeng, "His vampire blood has disappeared."
