The night was deep; the moon was big and round.
It seemed like it was right outside the window of the chairman's office at the Demon Club, close enough to touch.
Li Yang glanced back and saw a cluster of small dots on the moon, heading toward the office.
Before long, a flock of bats was noisily flapping their wings, flying into the office.
The bats gathered together, transforming into a human figure.
It was the Vampire Prince, Du Yangming.
Du Yangming's black magic had improved, and it seemed his rank had increased.
This noble of Hell carried a more pronounced air of ancient elegance.
Du Yangming bowed:
"Master."
Li Yang lit a cigarette and casually asked:
"How have you been lately?"
Du Yangming looked solemn:
"According to your instructions, I am building the Eternal Night Castle!"
Li Yang had long instructed Du Yangming to form an assassin organization.
