In a blink of an eye, he teleported and reappeared in a tower, his arm still wrapped around Evelyn's waist possessively.
Evelyn was stunned when the space suddenly ripped, only to find herself watching the gates from the tower's window, staring down at the strange men outside the gate.
Five men wearing brown hooded cloaks, embellished with a silver emblem on the clasp, stood on the bridge, their eyes fixed on the castle warriors in front of them.
"Are they here for you?" Evelyn turned her head, staring at Vlad. She felt he wouldn't concern himself with this matter if it didn't have something to do with him.
However, Vlad didn't immediately reply, instead, continued watching the people with a cold look in his eyes. "No."
Evelyn wanted to ask more questions but decided against it and returned her gaze to the scene.
They were high up on the last floor of the tower, yet could see and hear the conversation crisp and clear, but thanks to their high level of cultivation.
