After Li Xin carefully discussed with others, Meng Jiutang's nightmare began. However, at this moment, Meng Jiutang was still unaware. He was clutching his chest as he returned to the Meng family. His powerful recovery ability had already stopped the bleeding, but his heart, burned through, was bare for all to see.
Mr. Meng saw his heart beating with his own eyes, nearly fainting on the spot from shock.
"What's wrong with you? How did you get even more injured today?" Meng Jiutang raised his eyes, glaring pale-faced at Mr. Meng. Waves of dizziness assaulted his brain after losing blood, making his reactions slightly delayed. His sharp fangs couldn't help but bite into his lip.
Blood! He needed blood!
Meng Jiutang no longer cared about the man before him, Mr. Meng, whom he had intentionally kept alive to torment. He reached out and grabbed him by the neck, fiercely biting down.
Sharp teeth pierced his veins, and within a few breaths, Mr. Meng's face turned pale.
"Bang!"