Even as she died, Dess could not believe that he possessed such terrifying, overwhelming power.
And Jiang Cong never spared Dess another glance.
After destroying the Blood Array, he gathered the unconscious Che Quan, whose soul had suffered grievous damage, into his arms.
In his wandering spirit form, Che Quan clearly saw that the young Jiang Cong's entire body trembled as he held him, as though he were weeping silently.
Soon, Jiang Cong stood again and carefully carried Che Quan into the Old Castle's basement.
Che Quan had never known that a basement lay hidden in the Old Castle.
He floated in midair, following Jiang Cong down into it.
He watched Jiang Cong carry his body to a Crystal Coffin and slowly lower him inside.
It was a coffin of the finest quality and beauty, one no vampire would refuse.
Che Quan saw that every wound on his body had already healed. Only the dried blood remained as evidence of what had happened.
Standing beside the Crystal Coffin, Jiang Cong searched through his clothes again and again until he finally found a white handkerchief.
The handkerchief was spotless. Jiang Cong used it to gently wipe every trace of blood from Che Quan's body, then changed him into fresh clothes.
The young Jiang Cong kept watch beside the Crystal Coffin, murmuring, "Why haven't you woken up yet... Your Highness?"
As though he had lost his entire world, the boy could barely hide his devastation, yet he forced himself to endure it. Clinging to a sliver of hope, his heart full of pleas, he remained there without sleep or rest.
Watching him, Che Quan inexplicably found himself biting his lower lip.
Bewilderment rose uncontrollably in his heart. Was he truly that important to Jiang Cong?
For as long as Jiang Cong kept