Who the hell are you, big guy?
Even through the mask, Fu Qian could sense Taylor's intense shock.
Clearly, despite his bizarre choice of words, Taylor had gotten the message.
"What the hell are you talking about? Who are you?"
But Taylor had come prepared. His shock didn't last long, and once he recovered, his tone grew even harsher.
Since the other man already knew who he was, Taylor didn't bother hiding it anymore. Darkness gathered around his hands, turning them into sharp claws.
"If you want to know my name, first show me you aren't all talk."
Fu Qian snorted at the sight, acting as if some nobody wasn't worthy of knowing his illustrious name.
Before the words had even left his mouth, the wind howled.
Taylor was born proud. There was no doubt he couldn't stand being taunted any longer, and he attacked in a rage.
A vampire's physical strength was no joke. In the blink of an eye, claws capable of splitting metal and shattering stone were thrust toward Fu Qian.
With his feet trapped, Fu Qian clearly had nowhere to dodge, so Taylor didn't hold back at all.
At the same time, he didn't try to crush Fu Qian's skull. Instead, he aimed for his chest, clearly intending to capture him alive after inflicting a serious injury.
Unfortunately, the claw he had been so sure would hit was stopped in the next instant.
A claw that looked even more terrifying met his own and blocked it head-on.
"You..."
Taylor was utterly stunned.
It was one thing for his attack to be blocked, but the other man's appearance...
"Are you a vampire too?"
With a startled cry, Taylor didn't press the attack. He quickly withdrew and retreated.
"So you really are kicking me while I'm down, trying