The sudden turn of events startled the five people around.
They rushed forward to help Qin Xuan, only to find that the scorched Buffie had suddenly risen from the ground and flown out of the building.
Still tightly gripping Qin Xuan's neck.
"It was too dangerous. If I hadn't been in a blood sacrifice state."
"Just this one 'Explosive Fire Technique' would have been enough to turn me into charcoal."
"It's a pity, my fate is not to die here."
"Having been promoted to Marquis, I already possess a certain resistance to fire..."
Buffie said slowly, baring his blackened lips.
His voice now sounded like a demon from hell.
Low and hoarse.
"Originally, I wouldn't have had a chance to kill you."
"But you insisted on seeking your own death."
"Since that's the case, I'll grant your wish."
"Take a good look at this mortal world one last time, because in a few seconds, you will bid farewell to them!"
Feeling his breath becoming increasingly difficult, Qin Xuan struggled to look down.
He saw Vladimir desperately trying to fly to his side.
He saw Yuan Mengqi and the others with despair on their faces.
They were shouting, crying.
They wanted to do something, but could only shout in vain.
His mind grew increasingly hazy.
In a daze, he suddenly saw Hu Zi'an in a distant city, Xiao Ya sleeping soundly in bed, and the helpless Qin Ling'er curled up.
Scenes from the past flashed before his eyes, and his consciousness began to lose control.
Am I finally going to die?
My body feels so light...
A thought suddenly sprouted in Qin Xuan's mind.
Then, he seemed to see Buffie floating in the air, and himself in Buffie's hands.
He seemed to see the rooftop of the entire residential building.
He seemed to see...
A figure with flowing white hair.
Master!
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's consciousness snapped back into his body.
The intense suffocation made him gasp for air.
It's the Masters, the Masters have arrived!
Kneeling in mid-air, Qin Xuan could clearly feel an invisible barrier beneath him.
It was this barrier that allowed him to maintain his posture in the air and not fall.
Qin Xuan looked up and saw Ke Wudi, with his youthful face and white hair, floating in mid-air with a dark expression.
His gaze was fixed on Buffie, who was also floating in the air.
"You scoundrel, how dare you touch my disciple! You're tired of living!"
Just as Qin Xuan was filled with excitement, a thunderous voice echoed in his ears.
His face lit up with joy, and he looked forward in the direction of the voice.
He saw a burly figure charging at Buffie like a cannonball.
His fist was like a dragon, instantly blasting off one of Buffie's arms.
It's Second Master!
Seeing this, Qin Xuan's heart clenched.
In the past, he greatly envied the children in school who liked to fight.
Not because he thought fighting was cool, but because when those children lost a fight, their parents would stand up for them.
He didn't have that.
But now it was different.
Qin Xuan felt the genuine anger of his Masters.
It was anger at their disciple being bullied, and heartache at their child being hurt.
He had never experienced this feeling before, but he knew it.
Hu Sanqiang used the building to shuttle back and forth.
With each encounter with Buffie, he would cripple one of his limbs.
At this moment, a gentle, fragrant breeze also blew towards Qin Xuan.
A warm body gently embraced Qin Xuan, a peculiar feeling that Qin Xuan had never experienced before.
"Good child, you're alright now."
"Leave the rest to your Masters."
Qin Xuan nodded silently.
He quietly enjoyed the feeling of being protected.
But the next second, he suddenly remembered something and quickly said to Zheng Wanqing, "Third Master."
"Hurry and tell Second Master to stop!"
"I still have a use for this vampire!"
Zheng Wanqing nodded gently, and then a spiritual talisman slowly flew from her hand.
Instantly, a blue light erupted.
Buffie's mangled body gradually recovered, and a transparent cage formed around him.
"Wanqing, sis!"
"What's wrong with you?!"
Zheng Sanqiang, who was enjoying the fight, was suddenly separated by Zheng Wanqing's magic. He was furious.
But when he heard that Qin Xuan wanted to keep Buffie alive, he could only restrain his strength and returned to the ground with resentment.
On the way to the Enforcement Bureau, Qin Xuan sat in the same car as Ke Wudi and the others.
The three of them surrounded him with the tenderness of parents, making him a little shy.
He quickly voiced his questions.
"Um... Masters."
"How did you know where I was?"
Zheng Wanqing smiled slightly and opened her lips, "It was Wan Lingqiu."
"I gave that child an emergency alert device."
"As long as she presses it, the nearest Enforcement Bureau will immediately receive the distress signal."
"We received notification from the nearby Enforcement Bureau, which is why we rushed here."
"But shouldn't you be in Modu?" Qin Xuan asked, puzzled.
Zheng Wanqing continued to explain, "Things are settled over there."
"For the next few days, we need to handle some matters in Jiangcheng."
"Once the matters in Jiangcheng are concluded, we will stay with you for a while and, as much as possible, impart all our life's learning to you."
"Really?!"
Hearing that his Masters would stay in Jiangcheng, Qin Xuan was overjoyed.
Especially since they had left such a deep impression on his heart.
If they were to part again, he would be reluctant to do so.
As Qin Xuan rejoiced, Hu Sanqiang grumbled at Qin Xuan, "I say, disciple."
"Why didn't you let me kill that walking dead?"
"He almost took your life, so Old Hu had to take his."
Qin Xuan first looked at Hu Sanqiang gratefully, and then glanced at another car.
"Master, did you see that young vampire?"
"He was once given a prophecy by a highly respected prophet of his own kind."
"If he remained within the clan, he would be considered a public enemy of the entire race."
"And upon reaching adulthood at two hundred years old, he would have his blood drained and die."
"What does that have to do with that old fossil?" Hu Sanqiang continued to ask.
Qin Xuan nodded slightly, "I suspect that Buffie knows the specific details of the prophecy."
"Although I have some guesses, I still need his confession to confirm it."
"So I'd like to ask the three Masters for a favor."
"That is to try and extract the specific content of the prophecy from his mouth."
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be related to Vladimir's bloodline."
Zheng Wanqing and Hu Sanqiang nodded gently, turning their gaze to the silent Ke Wudi.
Ke Wudi chuckled at their attention.
In this world, when it came to torture and interrogation, he would claim second place, and no one would dare claim first.
Even if the other party could withstand his various tortures, he could completely disregard honor and resort to soul-searching techniques!