Stop Chasing the Sick Boss of Quick Transmigration Raiders

Chapter 469 Throwing Down the Vampire Baron (12)
Ke Ze took a glass of dark red liquid and slowly poured it into his mouth.

Drew used his natural ability today, and he hasn't eaten for a long time, so he is indeed a little hungry now. Watching Ke Ze slowly enjoying his dinner, his throat started to itch unconsciously.

With so few blood slaves in Ke Ze, they must all be of the highest quality, right?

He licked his lips, unceremoniously sat across from Ke Ze, picked up a glass of Ke Ze's untouched liquid and poured it into his mouth.

Ke Ze didn't expect that he, as a nobleman, could have such a big face. He took advantage of the loophole for a while, and it was too late to snatch the wine glass back.

Drew glanced at him smugly, swallowing hungrily.

It was only halfway down that he felt something was wrong.

How is this sweet?
Drew's eyes widened and he put down the empty wine glass. Just as he was about to ask Ke Ze what the hell was going on, his mouth was blocked by a flying tablecloth.

Drew stared dumbfounded at the white tablecloth on his mouth, as if he couldn't believe that Ke Ze would treat him like this.

"We've finished talking and finished eating. You can leave." Ke Ze's eyes looked colder than before, and his words were merciless.

Drew was so annoyed by his arrogance that he didn't bother to ask why his dinner was so sweet. He muttered "crazy" in his mouth, then threw the blood-stained tablecloth aside and walked outside the castle go.

Tina gave Ke Ze a complicated look, and followed her brother's footsteps and left the castle.

A dark light flashed in Ke Ze's eyes. He put down the wine glass in his hand, swallowed the last bit of liquid in his mouth with difficulty, and coughed lightly.

"Master, are you okay?" Ron immediately approached worriedly, "Do you want to call a doctor?"

"No need." Ke Ze took a deep breath, suppressed his nausea, signaled the maids to clear the table, and walked slowly to the bedroom.

"Master, why don't you try that new blood slave?" Ron's eyes flashed with genuine concern, "I heard from Dr. Brown that her blood components can alleviate your condition."

"Forget it, today's energy is enough," Ke Ze pressed his forehead, looking a little tired, "Next time."

"Doctor Brown said that blood will start to deteriorate immediately after leaving the human body, and no silverware can store it perfectly... You should just drink the blood of the blood slave," Ron advised, "Don't worry, They won't feel the pain, they will only be grateful for your favor..."

"You know, I hate that set." Ke Ze shook his head in disgust, and the image of his father holding a human woman and smoking wildly flashed in his mind.

His father's usually gentle face was distorted due to over-excitement, and his whole body exuded a frightening and ferocious aura.

The woman finally died of excessive blood loss without accident.

Probably since then, I have been very repulsed by this way of eating.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Ron didn't dare to speak out to persuade him, but he agreed with Brown's plan a little more in his heart.

Using fangs to directly pierce human skin for inhalation is the favorite method of eating for the vampires. The master doesn't like it, but it's because they haven't tried it.

After he has tried it, he will naturally know the beauty of eating like this.

Ron quietly exited Ke Ze's bedroom, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)