Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Mo Fan waited in Lehuo Town for a while.
Liu Ru flew back from the direction of Prison Mountain. The other vampire seemed to have fled.
The truth was is that it was easier for Liu Ru to fight the Blood Tribe, since she could suppress the Blood Tribe's abilities with her own.
Mo Fan was not a specialist in fighting vampires. In fact, there was a branch of the Western Hunters who were regarded as Vampire Hunters. They were able to create sacred Weapons and Potions to fight vampires very effectively.
After all, the vampires were the hardest to kill among the mutant races!
"Will that guy bring us any trouble?" Mo Fan had to ask.
"He's injured. Knowing his age, he will have to sleep for at least ten years to recover from his injuries. That is more than enough time for me to find his coffin," Liu Ru smiled.
I think this is the author's commentary on the absolute power of authorities in China and how helpless normal people are against them. You have no rights there, you only obey.
In magic land, things are a wee bit blurrier...