In the guest room on the second floor, Yamashita Haruko was lying quietly on the pillow.
When the few lower-blooded people guarding her saw Beichen and others walking in, they immediately bowed respectfully and stepped aside.
Beichen walked to the side of the bed, looked at Yamashita Haruko who was still in a coma, frowned slightly, and raised his chin slightly.
Seeing his signal, the disciple stepped forward, opened Yamashita Haruko's eyelids and took a look.
"She seems to be asleep."
Sleep is a state similar to suspended animation that a vampire enters voluntarily when cultivating.
However, Yamashita Haruko's deep sleep was obviously not due to spontaneous sleep, but was caused by the injected drugs.
Hearing this, Beichen stepped forward and opened his palm with a single stroke of his fingers. As he clenched his palm, a drop of blood immediately dripped from his palm onto Haruko Yamashita's lips.
After a moment, Yamashita Haruko's eyes suddenly opened, and she greedily swallowed the blood on her lips. She turned over, glanced at the people around her, and her eyes fell on Beichen.
"Thank you, President."
From the smell of blood just now, she could tell that it was Beichen's blood.
Beichen closed his palms, without much expression on his face, "Where is the blood of the elders?"
If it weren't for the blood of the elders, he wouldn't have lost even a drop of his own blood for her.
A palm stretched out to hold his palm.
Beichen turned around and saw Zi Tong carefully spreading his fingers apart, trying to check the wounds on his palms. His eyes immediately softened, "It's okay."
Zi Tong looked at his palm, and sure enough she saw that the wound on his palm was healing rapidly. She felt relieved and took the tissue handed over by her disciple to help him wipe away the blood.
Yamashita Haruko did not answer immediately, but stretched her hand to her chest, touched it, and her expression changed.
"Here." Beichen opened his hand holding the small silver tube, and then added, "Zi Tong took it out."
When Yamashita Haruko saw his open palms, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, but when she heard what he said next, her expression darkened.
"Answer my question." Beichen's voice was filled with an impatient look.
"The blood of the elders...is lost." Haruko Yamashita's face showed a deep color, "Those damn guys not only killed my grandfather, but also took away the blood of the elders."
Beichen's eyes flashed with anger, obviously he was very dissatisfied with the loss of the elder's blood. He was about to show the piece of paper with bloody lightning in his hand, "What's going on?"
Yamashita Haruko looked at the piece of paper in his hand, "I found this in my grandfather's hand. I didn't know what it meant, so I brought it here to analyze the matter with you."
"This is the symbol of the Alliance. Could it be that the werewolves and the Alliance have reached some kind of consensus?" Susie also stepped forward and looked at Yamashita Haruko, "Are the werewolves the only ones who invaded your family?"
Yamashita Haruko shook her head slightly, "I was not in the clan at the time, so I escaped this bad luck. No one knows what happened at that time, because everyone died... However, I found some things in the clan
Human corpses do have similar markings on their chests."
"The werewolves must have formed an alliance with the Alliance." A member of the Presbyterian Church roared, "How could it be possible to wipe out the Yamashita clan with just those dirty werewolves?"