Late at night, a towering luxury office building shone with a cold, lonely white light, illuminating the commercial district around it, which had already fallen silent.
There were many office buildings in the area, most of them around twenty stories tall. Only this white-lit building reached forty stories, rising over a hundred meters.
The top floor was still vacant, with no company occupying it yet. The vast space stood empty, save for a few scattered renovation tools, and its silence was almost eerie.
At this late hour, hardly anyone remained in the building. Even the security guards on patrol were dozing in the ground-floor security office, oblivious to the strange figure flitting through the corridors on the black-and-white surveillance feeds.
The figure moved incredibly fast, vanishing from one camera only to appear on another feed moments later. It seemed to be searching for something, sweeping past like a gust of mist-laden wind!
It continued all the way to the fortieth floor, that empty space enclosed in tempered glass.
The ceiling was low, barely over three meters high, lending the floor an oppressive feel. The city lights outside cast only faint patches of light and shadow into the dark corridors, making them seem even more ominous.
Draped in a black overcoat, Nie Dong stood before the tempered glass. The cold light picked out the sharp contours of his profile and his crimson lips as he gazed from the darkness at the nighttime city, whose splendor made him feel insignificant.
Normally, he would have been at the North Country Club, hunting his next delicious prey. But that was no longer an option.
The head of his family had cast him out, leaving him an abandoned vampire.
The reason was simple: the Hunter Alliance had set its sights on him. In other words,