Alfred, caught in a frenzy, suddenly stiffened in place, his eyes brimming with intense madness and murderous intent.
Without a moment's hesitation, his fingers twitched, and the sharp sword instantly thrust behind him.
Just as his body had turned, a petite girl appeared in front of Alfred, her long crimson hair and scarlet eyes striking.
The sword light enveloped the girl like a cold star.
Alfred's eyes flickered with cruelty. He didn't care who the girl was, at that moment he just wanted to tear her body into pieces.
Ever since he was humiliated by Qin Chu last night, Alfred felt his temperament had completely changed, but he had no intention of reversing it.
He became extremely angry, his chest filled only with a fiery murderous intent.
Blood.
He craved blood.
Perhaps only by bathing in crimson blood could he quell the fire in his chest.
He longed to hear the sound of blood spurting and bones breaking.
