The six people opposite him nearly bugged their eyes out. They were in the middle of a standoff, and he still had time to play on his phone?
They all wanted to use the opportunity to pile on more pressure, but Fang Cheng wasn't affected in the slightest.
The call was from Eve. She sent him a text: "I've found out where two of the Apocalypse Knights are. They left for Romania with the Templar Order last night. They're probably heading to Dracula's lair. Be careful."
Fang Cheng was startled when he read the message. Thinking of the information passed to him by the mole at Dracula's side, a bold guess came to mind.
Fang Cheng put away his phone, looked up at Dracula, and smiled.
Dracula saw the smile on his face and suddenly had a bad feeling.
"I just got some news."
Fang Cheng studied Dracula's expression with interest. "War Horseman Ophi and Famine Knight Famon left Jerusalem last night with the Templar Order and made their way to Romania. They may have already reached Brasov."
As soon as he said this, Dracula's pupils contracted slightly.
The others were even more shaken by the news, and the united aura they had formed became somewhat disordered.
If Fang Cheng was merely their rival, then the Apocalypse Knights were unquestionably their mortal enemies.
"Nonsense."
Dracula refuted him. "I have informants all over Europe. I haven't received any news that the Apocalypse Knights have entered Romania. Don't try to spread fear with baseless claims."
Fang Cheng chuckled. "Was it also fearmongering when you contacted the Apocalypse Knights in private before inviting us to this gathering?"
Dracula remained calm. "Everyone knows that the Death Knight and I are mortal enemies. Do you think you can slander me with such nonsense? Let's get