'Perhaps good blood is very important to vampires?'
"How much blood do you want?"
"Two hundred milliliters will be enough."
Gu Lin took out a small, clean vial, about to draw the blood herself, when the woman gave a slight smile.
"That won't be necessary."
The woman lifted her finger and beckoned slightly. Gu Lin suddenly felt a warmth on the back of her right hand. Wisps of blood mist seeped from her pores, coalescing in mid-air into a ball of blood that then flew toward the woman.
By the time the blood reached the woman, it had condensed into a translucent, crimson bead.
The woman extended her pale fingers, picked up the crimson bead, and gently placed it between her lips. Her movements were calm and elegant, like a noble savoring a fine wine.
A moment later, the woman's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a charming smile.
"The taste is truly exquisite."
She flicked her finger, and a streak of silver light flew toward Gu Lin.
