In the misty rain, Chu Yunsheng left silently. His lonely figure walked further and further away until he finally disappeared into the dim light.
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The yacht was still braving the strong wind and the turbulent billows, moving forward quickly, but the inside of the yacht was very quiet.
Since Chu Yunsheng came back, the whole yacht had fallen into a strange atmosphere, no one dared to drink at the bar, and no one dared to make any noise.
The guardian's mythical appearance shocked everyone except Chu Yunsheng. Especially the ordinary people like Wen Luo, if the existence of vampires was something that they had a hard time accepting quickly, then the existence of the guardian's god-like appearance directly destroyed their vulnerable minds.
Now, the one thing the ordinary people and all the vampires were thinking was what the position of their undead king among the gods was?