As Xiao Han spoke, Prince Arles's body softened and he collapsed on the ground, unable to even stand, weak to the extreme.
"How is this possible?" he couldn't help but exclaim.
"The strength of a vampire comes from the heart. I constantly struck various parts of your body to sever the power supply from your heart to the rest." Xiao Han said lightly, yet it turned Prince Arles's face a shade of ashen.
"Impossible, the meridians of humans and those of the Blood Clan are not the same," Prince Arles roared.
Xiao Han nodded, acknowledging his point, and said with a smile, "I forgot to tell you, I once captured a prince and researched him for over a week, ultimately figuring out your structure. Even though there are differences from humans, they are not too significant."
Having once captured a prince for research, an idea suddenly struck Prince Arles, and he thought of someone who had disappeared three years ago.
