127 Dumb enough to underestimate me (1/2)

Outside the room, Ian and other hunters are doing everything to break open the door. The walls of the special prison cell are infused with magic. It cannot be broken by force alone.

”Huang Qiuyan!” Ian hollers at the door. He's certain that she did something. They can't hear Meng Su Yin's ”Come out if you dare.”

Click!

The door is slightly opened. It's eerily quiet. All hunters stare at the door. Ian creases his brows. Is it Meng Su Yin? That's not possible. She is likely to be dead. This must be a trap.

Abel gnashes his teeth. He puts the arrow on his bow and pulls the string. He takes slow steps toward the room. Ian doesn't stop him. Wisps of red smoke emerge from the tips of his nails. He feels cool air coming out of the little gap between the door and the doorframe. Abel kicks open the door. His eyes widen in surprise when he sees a giant tree in the middle of the room.

”What the hell--” The next words are blocked when a tree branch rams into his mouth. He gags as he feels the wooden branch bends into his oesophagus and tearing it apart as long thorns grow out of the branch. The hunters are stupefied. In less than a second, the tree branch comes out of Abel's arse before the tree branches pull out of Abel's body, dripping with his blood. Abel drops to the floor like a lifeless doll.

”I will never forgive anyone who shoots arrows at me.”

The hunters look at the source of the voice. They see the woman with green eyes sitting on the top tree branch with an amused smile. The scars on her body are darker now. She lifts her leg and points at Ian. ”You, foot fetish! Let's have a chat. Do you want to destroy Fu Sheng? I don't like him either. I will help you.”

”Pfft!” Ian shakes his head. A vampire-zombie is using fae magic? He didn't expect this. ”Why should I believe you?”

”If you don't want to believe me, then don't believe me.” Li Dai Yu stands up on the tree branch. ”However, you can't deal with the purebloods or the vampire-zombies without Fu Mian. What if I tell you that I can bring her to you? You know that I can go to the castle anytime.”

Why is she talking in this way? Ian can't trust the vampire-zombie in front of her. ”What do you want in return?”

”You know that I am not just any vampire.” Li Dai Yu jumps on the lower branch. ”I need blood infused with magic. So, if you let me --”

”No.” Ian glowers at her. How can he ever trust a vampire who lost her control? ”I can just torture you until you speak.”

”You couldn't make Huang Qiuyan speak.” She is standing on the floor right in front of me. ”Can you make me speak? I don't think so.”

She runs her fingers through her hair. It hurts to move her fingers, but she does it nonetheless. She chuckles. ”You know, Foot Fetish, keeping your eyes on the enemy isn't enough. You should pay attention to your surroundings more.”

The vines tighten around his ankle and drag him inside the room. The door shuts on its own. The vines turn to dust when the tendrils of red smoke touch them. Ian grunts and looks for Li Dai Yu who is nowhere to be seen. He could hear the sound of leaves rustling coming from all the corners. It's rather distracting. He purses his lips. Where's hiding? Vampires, who lose control, aren't smart. She should be hungry for his blood right now.

”Come out, Huang Qiuyan,” Ian shouts. ”Are you hiding from your death now?”