As Ian Song massaged Liza Yale's feet with both hands, she let out a series of moans that sounded both painful and pleasurable—so tempting it was almost criminal. Any ordinary man would have lost all self-control and pounced on her, but Ian acted as if he hadn't heard a thing, seriously continuing to knead her foot.
In fact, the moment he entered this hotel, he had already used his Clairvoyant Vision to scan the entire building.
He discovered two vampires in the hotel's two presidential suites.
Judging by their aura, these two—a man and a woman—were much stronger than the vampire currently trying to seduce him. Besides them, there were three other vampires in the hotel, two men and one woman.
Each of them had found their own target to feed on. Two male vampires were busy in bed with their chosen victims, while the female vampire had already gotten down to business and was draining the blood of a tall, muscular man. Worth mentioning, Ian had seen this female vampire earlier in the hotel lobby.
Now that he knew the vampires’ lair, things would be much easier.
"Alright, I’ve already massaged out the blood congestion. Just rest for a while and you’ll be fine!"
Saying this, Ian stopped massaging her foot and stood up.
"Brother Ian, I really can’t thank you enough today," Liza Yale said shyly.
"No problem. It’s getting late, so I’ll head out now!" Ian smiled, then started walking toward the door.
Seeing Ian Song about to leave, a trace of hesitation flashed in Liza Yale's eyes.
It wasn't until Ian was nearly at the door that Liza finally couldn't hold back and called softly, "Brother Ian, wait a moment."
Ian turned back, looking at her in puzzlement. "Miss Yale, is there something else?"
"Brother Ian, I'm scared. Could you stay with me?" Liza whispered, lowering her head after she spoke.
Seeing her like this, Ian couldn't help but marvel again—her acting was truly flawless.
"Sorry, Miss Yale, I have things to do, so..."
Before Ian could finish, Liza lifted her head again, biting her lip and looking tearful. "Brother Ian, but I'm really scared. Can't you stay with me, even just for a little while?"
"Sorry, Miss Yale, I really have things to do. Goodbye!"
As he spoke, Ian's hand landed on the door handle.
Seeing Ian still refusing to stay, Liza grew a bit annoyed and decided to drop the act. In a flash, she appeared behind Ian and chopped at his neck.
Thud!
Ian fell to the floor in response.
Looking at Ian lying on the carpet, Liza gave a cold smile. "Ungrateful man, you just had to make me use force!"
With a quick motion, she grabbed Ian and tossed him onto the bed.
Staring at his handsome face, Liza grew excited again—especially seeing his pale neck. Her fangs could no longer be restrained and grew out.
"Hehe, once you become my blood slave, you'll be mine forever!"
Giggling, Liza leaned closer to Ian's neck. The closer she got, the more intoxicating his masculine scent became. She took a deep breath, and a flush of red spread across her pale cheeks.
"What a perfect man. I can't hold back anymore!"
Murmuring, Liza moved in to bite Ian's neck. But just then, a hand shot out and grabbed her by the throat. "Miss Yale, isn't this a bit much? I kindly brought you back to the hotel, and this is how you repay me?"
Seeing Ian awake, Liza didn't panic. Instead, she laughed softly. "Brother Ian, I'm only repaying your kindness. If you let me take just one little bite, you'll become one of us. Then we can be together forever."
"Sorry, but I have zero interest in becoming a vampire!" Ian Song said with a playful smirk.
"Hmph, that's not up to you!"
Liza Yale sneered, then reached out, aiming her claws at Ian's eyes.
But just as her hand shot out, Ian tightened his grip around her throat, instantly choking off her strength and leaving her completely powerless.
Bang!
With a swift chop to Liza's neck, Ian knocked her out cold.
With a thought, Ian teleported into another presidential suite.
"Who are you?"
Lychee Li's expression changed dramatically the moment she saw him appear.
Ian's face turned cold. "My name is Ian Song, guardian of Mesa City. You vampires came here developing offspring without my permission—do you think you can just ignore me?"
"City guardian? How come I've never heard of you!"
"Well, now you know. If you and your crew leave Mesa City right now, I'll let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, I'll show you what a city guardian can really do!"
"Really?"
Whoosh!
In a flash, Lychee Li appeared right in front of Ian. Her fingers had already sprouted long, black nails, glinting as they slashed toward his chest.
Thud!
But in the next instant, Lychee was sent flying backward, crashing into the sofa.
Lychee's face changed instantly. Even without transforming, she was as strong as a typical War Saint, yet she couldn't believe she'd been knocked back with a single punch.
Rip!
Her clothes shredded as three pairs of black wings suddenly burst from Lychee's back.
Whoosh!
Transformed, Lychee's speed at least doubled.
Thud!
Her fist tore through the air with a sonic boom, aiming straight for Ian's face.
But in the next moment, her body was sent flying again, slamming hard into the wall.
"You're just a little viscount. How could you possibly be a match for me?" Ian looked at her, his tone full of mockery.
Boom!
Just then, the ceiling suddenly shattered as a figure dropped down above Ian, a short sword stabbing straight for the crown of his head.
"I've been waiting for you!"
He reached out and grabbed the shadowy figure, then slammed him down hard.
Thud!
The shadow groaned, blood spilling from his mouth.
"Leon!"
Lychee cried out in shock.
"Lychee, run! I'll hold him off!"
Leon charged at Ian again, but Ian just waved his hand—before Leon could even get close, he was struck by a powerful force, sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the wall. At the same time, Lychee, who had just reached the window, was yanked back by an invisible power.
At that moment, both Lychee and Leon felt a wave of despair. How could there be such a powerful human in Mesa City?
Thud, thud!
With two muffled thuds, Ian knocked out both Leon and Lychee, then dragged them to Liza Yale's room.
After that, he spent an hour rounding up the remaining seven third-generation vampires.
"Wake up, all of you!"
Ian snapped his fingers, and the ten stunned vampires all woke up. Other than Leon, Lychee, and Liza Yale, the seven third-generation vampires had been knocked out before they'd even seen Ian's face.
So when they saw Leon and Lychee in the same predicament as themselves, they all looked utterly stunned.