The Threat of Missing Lan Ruobing

After tidying up, the woman in the white dress, her long, slender legs moving gracefully, stepped out of the restaurant.

Xi Xue and Lan Ruobing walked hand-in-hand, their fingers intertwined, as they enjoyed a day of shopping and amusement.

“Let’s have a full day of fun today,” Xi Xue suggested. “Tonight, we can sleep at my villa. That way, you’ll be energized for tomorrow, and your exam performance will surely exceed expectations.”

Meanwhile, in a certain basement in Moonlight City.

Soft moans and delicate gasps from a young girl echoed continuously. Each new sensation spurred a high-pitched cry that made one’s blood run hot.

The surroundings were dim, with a few flickering, yellow candle flames casting the silhouettes of two figures entwined in an embrace.

A man and a woman.

The man held the girl from behind, his head buried in the curve of her neck. The girl tilted her head back to accommodate him, twisting her waist as she gasped softly, her hands clutching his arms.

Moments later, the man lifted his head, revealing two slender, blood-red fangs. Blood condensed into droplets along the fangs, then dripped down.

Two tiny pinpricks of blood appeared on the girl’s fair, tender neck.

With the feeding complete, the girl knelt weakly on the ground. The man licked his fangs, closing his eyes in pleasure as he savored the sweet aftertaste of the blood.

When his eyes opened again, his gaze landed on a nearby table, becoming utterly fixated.

Facing him directly on the tabletop, a phone was propped horizontally. On its screen, Lan Ruobing could be seen standing on a dragon’s head, soaring towards the heavens above the crowd.

His fangs lengthened, and his tongue darted out, trembling with eagerness.

The man’s blood-red eyes held an undisguised greed.

He didn’t move until the video finished and the next one began playing. Then, he quickly snatched up the phone, scrolled back to the previous video, and scanned the upload time, noting the crucial information.

Experience told him that the girl in the video was an exquisite specimen; he desperately needed her now.

“Forget what just happened. Return to your parents as usual, and try your best to live a good life.”

He paused, then addressed the girl with a commanding tone, “However, if anyone is to track you down or stalk you, do what is necessary and attack to defend yourself to the best of your ability, but please don’t go overboard. Understand?”

The girl nodded, weakly rising to her feet. She walked forward somewhat woodenly, ascended the stairs, opened the door, and disappeared from the man’s sight.

Withdrawing his gaze, the man replayed the video and watched it again.

The more he watched, the itchier his fangs became. He could only constantly lick them with his tongue to alleviate the urge to bite through something.

His next prey was confirmed.

Perhaps, this would be his last. It all depended on her quality.