"Is it you!?"
Zhou Yingting's attention caught the Vampire not far away, and at the same time, the Vampire noticed Zhou Yingting.
Upon seeing Zhou Yingting, these people were briefly stunned, then rushed towards him.
The Vampires hadn't reached him yet, but their eyes were already filled with excitement, staring directly at Zhou Yingting.
Seeing the Vampires charging at him, Zhou Yingting, without a word, drew his Han Sword.
With the Han Sword in hand, Zhou Yingting felt a bit more settled, and stared straight at the Vampires rushing towards him.
When William and the others reached Zhou Yingting and saw him draw the Han Sword, they halted slightly, feeling some apprehension.
Not long had passed since the last encounter, and they knew Zhou Yingting's capabilities were not weak.
Though there were more Vampires on their side, if they fought, they could wear Zhou Yingting down, but those who went first might perish first.
Thinking this way, they dared not act rashly.
