The Blood Whip in Xitasil's hand had also come to a stop.
The last zombie at the scene had just had its skull shattered by his whip... at the exact moment Viscount Fernandez tore off Tu Shenyi's mask.
"Karen?" Xitasil stared at the seated "Tu Shenyi," who had revealed her true face, and was somewhat stunned. "How could it be you?"
He rushed forward in an instant. Perhaps because he was too agitated, he even overlooked the presence of the "parent," Viscount Fernandez. Grabbing the white-haired woman by the collar with both hands, he roughly lifted her up. "Why is it you? Where is Tu Shenyi? Was this something you plotted together? Where is he?"
Xitasil's fury was not feigned. The self-proclaimed genius was furious at having been toyed with.
Tu Shenyi... or perhaps she should now be called Karen, the vampire who had given Tu Shenyi his first embrace and eternal life, slowly glanced at Xitasil.
Her cold gaze made Xitasil's expression shift.
Karen placed her hand over Xitasil's hands, which were gripping her. Xitasil hurriedly released her in terror and hastily retreated two steps.
"Useless!"
Unexpectedly, Xitasil was struck heavily by Viscount Fernandez!
Viscount Fernandez swept one hand across the back of his head, sending him flying sideways to the right and smashing hard into the wall.
The instant he landed, terror appeared on Xitasil's face. Viscount Fernandez was not his "parent," but he was the origin of the Fernandez Family. The awe of that origin, hidden within his body, had always existed.
Viscount Fernandez snorted coldly and ignored Xitasil, turning instead to Karen. "I don't care whether you are Tu Shenyi or the last bloodline of the Yishiel Family, nor do I care what your purpose today is. As long as you obediently hand over the method