Chapter 471
Early Morning, Ye Mansion.
The chubby Ye Feipeng was sound asleep, seemingly dreaming of something particularly pleasant, as his lips curled slightly. He was completely unaware of the black shadow that suddenly appeared beside him.
The shadow waved a hand gently, causing Ye Feipeng’s head to tilt as he instantly fell unconscious. The figure's right hand formed a claw and hovered above Ye Feipeng's head.
After a brief moment, the hand slowly withdrew.
A drop of thick, blackish-red blood appeared in the figure’s palm.
Ye Feipeng, who had looked healthy moments before, suddenly seemed as though he had contracted a severe illness, his face drained of energy.
The drop of blood in the shadow's palm seemed alive, possessing its own consciousness as it continuously squirmed, attempting to escape the figure's grasp.
As the shadow tightened its fingers, the space in which the blood could struggle grew smaller and smaller until, eventually, the blood was entirely absorbed into the figure's body.
The shadow stood still in the night for a long while.