The old man was dug out, but it was Shirley who did the digging, not Tangyuan.
After Tangyuan transformed, the great dog's paws were too large for delicate work like digging someone out. Shirley's human form, on the other hand, was perfectly suited to it.
Once the old man was out, Tangyuan gave his head a gentle pat, jolting him awake.
"Y-you, who are you?" The old man's first reaction upon waking was bewilderment.
Then he saw that the space behind Ke Meng was empty.
"Where's the blood food? Where are they? Where did they go?" the old man cried out in disbelief.
But he soon realized that the man before him was the most terrifying person of all.
The vampires' food had vanished. Perhaps the man before him had eaten them, or perhaps he had rescued them. None of that mattered. What mattered was that the old man had been utterly powerless to resist.
He had no idea how that great dog had flown over.
An ordinary person would have been flattened into a meat patty by that slap. He had barely survived it, but even his formidable body had been left half crippled.
Although he was not a true vampire, he was at least someone who had benefited from their care. How could any ordinary creature overpower his physique?
At that moment, the old man knew he had no hope of surviving on his own. His only hope lay in the other alternate dimension that was about to merge with the bar.
That space was the true Moonlight Tavern, a gathering place for vampires.
Some powerful vampires could split mountains with their bare hands.
Surely the man before him would not withstand the Vampire King's palm strike either.
"How many people has this bar of yours harmed in