He even thought about using Smith to turn himself into a Vampire, too.
But Smith had never mentioned anything about Vampires in front of others.
Facing Smith, Zhao Ge didn't even have a twenty percent chance of winning. That was why he had always pretended to obey Smith and follow his every command.
At this moment, the man appeared before him. His looks were plain, his expression was plain, but before he even spoke, Zhao Ge felt a sense of terror.
"Smith… I—"
Zhao Ge wanted to explain, but when Smith raised a hand, he shut his mouth.
"I heard what was just said."
With just that one sentence, Zhao Ge trembled, and his hand reached for his pocket.
But just as he gripped the end of his whip, his body froze, unable to move.
"Mr. Smith, could you wait a moment? I still have something I want to say to Mr. Zhao."
Smith nodded in agreement.
