Chapter 465 - 375: How Could They Withstand a Figure as Powerful as Chu He?
In the hospital room, which reeked of the sharp scent of disinfectant,
the atmosphere was so oppressive it was nearly suffocating.
Qu Yuxiu lay on the hospital bed, his body so weak he was like a candle flickering in the wind,
yet his eyes still held a trace of stubbornness and resentment.
Just then, the foreign man, like a rabid beast,
mercilessly ripped the IV needle from the back of Qu Yuxiu’s hand.
In an instant, blood gushed down the back of his hand like a bursting dam,
the glaring red a horrifying sight under the pale hospital lights.
But the foreign man seemed not to see it at all.
His face was devoid of expression, as cold as a block of ice,
and his eyes held nothing but endless indifference and cruelty.
He completely ignored Qu Yuxiu’s face, which was contorted in agony,
and the look of fury and humiliation in his eyes.
Instead, he reached out a hand like an eagle’s talon and viciously seized Qu Yuxiu’s shoulder.
Qu Yuxiu felt a wave of agony, as if from the depths of Hell, wash over him.
He could clearly feel that the foreigner’s fingernails were unnaturally sharp,
like finely honed metal blades.
The tips dug deep into the flesh of his shoulder.
Every slight movement was like a sharp steel knife scraping against bone,
and the bones in his shoulder seemed to let out a painful CREAK under the brutish force, on the verge of shattering.
Rage erupted in Qu Yuxiu’s heart like a volcano, burning fiercely.
His eyes became bloodshot with fury.
He glared at the foreign man before him,
roaring internally: ’If I weren’t so gravely injured right now, my body mercilessly shackled by pain, completely unable to resist for the moment, how could I let these utterly despicable foreign thugs trample all over my dignity, to be toyed with and humiliated like a helpless ant?’
"Who are you people?"
Qu Yuxiu gritted his teeth against the pain in his shoulder that threatened to consume him,
forcing those few words from deep in his throat.
His voice was hoarse and twisted with rage and pain, like air struggling out of a broken bellows.
"We come from the great and ancient Werewolf Clan."
The corners of the foreign man’s mouth lifted into a smile filled with malice and mockery,
a smile brimming with disdain and arrogance for Qu Yuxiu.
He flaunted his so-called noble and mysterious origins. "You may call me Sparrow."
Before the words had even faded, this member of the Werewolf Clan who called himself Sparrow moved like a phantom.
His movements were swift and sharp.
As if lifting a worthless bag of trash,
he hauled Qu Yuxiu straight off the hospital bed.
Qu Yuxiu’s body dangled helplessly in the air.
His heart filled with endless humiliation and rage,
but he was powerless, able only to watch as he was manhandled like a rag doll.
Then, the other foreign men, like specters in the dead of night,
leapt from the hospital window in perfect unison.
Their figures cut eerie black silhouettes against the cold moonlight,
and they drifted to the ground as silently as falling leaves.
They didn’t make a single sound, as if they had long since merged with the night itself,
possessing a masterful Stealth Technique.
Their position led directly to the hospital’s vast and silent parking lot.
In that slightly sinister lot,
a large pickup truck was parked quietly, like a slumbering iron behemoth.
Sparrow ruthlessly tossed Qu Yuxiu into the back of the pickup like a piece of worthless cargo.
Qu Yuxiu’s body slammed violently against the truck bed,
making a dull, pained thud.
The wounds on his body flared with pain again, as if scorched by fire.
The other foreign men leaped into the truck with the agility of cheetahs.
Sparrow himself got into the driver’s seat and slammed his foot on the gas.
The pickup truck roared like a beast and sped away,
leaving behind only a cloud of dust that billowed into the night sky and lingered for a long time.
"Brother Chu, you’re practically a prophet!
Neither the Werewolf Clan nor Qu Yuxiu had any idea about your plan."
Atop the hospital roof,
Chu He and Xia Chengli stood like two mysterious statues,
silently observing everything that was happening below.
Chu He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his gaze deep and sharp,
as if it could pierce through all the hidden plots, schemes, and secrets of the night.
Xia Chengli stood beside him, her eyes glittering with curiosity and excitement, like stars twinkling in the night sky.
"But I’m so curious, how did you know all this?
Brother Chu, you have to tell me."
Xia Chengli asked, blinking her lively, inquisitive eyes, her face full of anticipation.
"Just talk normally."
Chu He tilted his head slightly, glancing at Xia Chengli with a hint of resignation as he spoke softly.
He slowly raised his head,
his profound gaze fixed on the distant, brilliantly lit, yet turbulent Jinshan City.
He scanned the countless secrets and conflicts hidden behind the city’s facade,
and then began to speak slowly. "Right now, all of Jinshan City,"
"is on edge because of the escalating, irreconcilable war between the Vampire Clan and the Werewolf Clan."
"The situation has reached a boiling point."
"It’s no exaggeration to say that these two great clans, which command immense power and secrets from the shadows,"
"are doing everything they can to gain the upper hand in this cruel struggle."