"Woo...Ah..."
At this moment, the person impaled by Fang Zheng's greatsword was still struggling, with fresh blood dripping down the blade to the ground. No matter how one looked at it, it seemed like an innocent person trying desperately to call for help. But when Fang Zheng approached him from the front, he realized something was amiss.
The man before him showed no expression of fear or pain; instead, he opened his mouth wide, looking like a mad dog. His eyes were a weird shade of red, and through his gaping mouth, Fang Zheng could even see the man's sharp canine teeth and...
"What is this?"
Fang Zheng pressed on the man's head and then looked at his neck, quickly noticing two small wounds there.
Which meant...
"This isn't human, but a vampire?"
