"Sir, sir, is this your first time here? You look unfamiliar. What would you like to play?"
Inside the entertainment district, someone noticed Ye Qiyan's arrival.
He jogged over, looked Ye Qiyan's clothes up and down, and immediately broke into a flattering, greedy smile.
Like a butcher who had spotted a fat lamb.
"Who are you?"
"Ah, I'm the manager of this entertainment district. With that air of distinction, you must be a gentleman from the noble district."
"Since I haven't seen you before, I imagine you rarely visit the entertainment district. May I show you around?"
Because of that disguise item, the manager had completely mistaken Ye Qiyan for a Vampire noble out enjoying himself with his maid.
He led Ye Qiyan into the entertainment district. The sights inside were even more sickening than they had looked from outside.
"Look, over here are blood baths designed especially for Vampires."
"On the other side is an arena where you use control devices to make slaves fight to the death and wager on the outcome."
"We also have fresh blood bags here. They're not as high-grade as those in your noble district, but they do have a distinctive flavor~"
The manager kept introducing everything around them.
Even when he noticed Ye Qiyan's utterly impassive, cold expression, he simply assumed that this Vampire noble thought little of their forms of entertainment.
"Let him run, let him run! Hahaha, chase him to death, nice and slow!"
The distant voices brought Ye Qiyan to a stop.
He looked toward the sound.
He saw a boy wearing a collar and leg irons, dressed in nothing but coarse hemp clothes, fleeing through the monsters on unsteady feet as blood kept flowing from his body.
Behind him, several Werewolves chased with their tongues hanging out.
Whenever they