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Shen Sui regretted it.

He should have bought a ticket and taken a normal commercial flight to North America.

Instead of chartering a private jet straight to North America like this.

Actually, chartering the plane was secondary. The main problem was the person beside him.

Isabella truly lived up to being a vampire.

Not only did she suck blood, she also drained a man's essence.

It was clearly only a flight of a dozen or so hours, but by the time they got off the plane, Shen Sui felt as though several days and nights had passed.

He had not quite been drained dry, but when he stepped off the plane and saw the sun in the sky, his expression could not help but turn dazed.

Those dozen or so hours had felt like a lifetime.

Damn it, even being transported to another world hadn't had this kind of effect on me!

"Ah... We're here already?" Isabella pouted, her face full of dissatisfaction.

She still had several outfits she had not changed into yet.

Shen Sui said helplessly, "It wasn't that far to begin with."

Although he no longer needed sleep, the instinct of his soul still left Shen Sui with a trace of exhaustion.

The North American Soul Card Master Association's car had been waiting for Shen Sui at the airport for quite some time.

Led by several men in suits, Shen Sui and Isabella got into a black car and headed toward the building where the conference was being held.

Shen Sui had thought there would be no problems on this final stretch of the journey.

Until he heard a sound rarely heard in Huaxia.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunshots?

Shen Sui immediately became alert.

Before he could say anything, a car shot out from one side of the