章節 43: Farming Blood

The room was bright enough for Lee Han to see something as terrifying as he had ever seen with his own eyes.

Countless humans, women, and men, young and old, hung in the air almost naked, only their sensitive areas covered in underwear. Their hands were chained above their heads, and their feet barely touched the cold floor. Their heads hung low, and traces of dried blood were still visible from the whip marks all over their bodies.

There were IV tubes drawn in their hands and containers to collect blood.

'This bloodsucker! How dare they take the blood of innocent people like they milk a cow?' Lee Han can't help venting his anger. 'Why didn't they just kill them straight away!? Why torture them like this?' 

Seeing all of these humans hanging like a pig in cold storage, he felt furious. Unfortunately, there were no vampires he could kill to vent his anger. They have all fled now, following their coward lord.

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