Jiang Xingze enjoyed watching the Vampire Snake devour people. He found it wonderful. But he never in his wildest dreams imagined that he, too, would one day be swallowed by it.
This was a dark version of "The Farmer and the Snake." Jiang Xingze knew the Vampire Snake was incomparably ferocious, yet he spoiled it, raised it, and helped it eat people.
When the snake no longer needed his help, he would eventually become its food.
Good is rewarded with good, and evil with evil. Heaven spares no one.
BURP...
The Vampire Snake swallowed him in one gulp, let out a satisfied burp, and wore an expression as if the world had finally fallen quiet. Meanwhile, Tu Xiao'an watched with indifference, unmoved and not the least bit surprised.
This was the Vampire Snake he knew—incredibly ferocious. How could it tolerate a human droning on before it?
He felt not even a shred of pity for Jiang Xingze being eaten, because in Tu Xiao'an's eyes, Jiang Xingze had long been a dead man.
