Miss was startled and said, "Vampires? Could it be the same leader as last time?"

"Hard to say, maybe vampires have factions like humans." Lin Tian was uncertain, and said, "Never mind that, watch me force them out."

After saying this, Lin Tian looked at Bai Yuze, his gaze icy, and coupled with the slow action of drawing out a dagger, making Bai Yuze's expression very unnatural, his smug smile freezing in place. To stab himself three times and remain unbothered would shock even an ordinary person, let alone someone with Lin Tian's extraordinary aura.

"Hmph, Bai Yuze, and Bai Zhengchu, although you keep saying the Bai Family was forced into a dead end, don't think you can fool me. Is someone backing you? I won't force an answer, but if the person behind you doesn't show up, this exquisite dagger will be destroyed." Lin Tian coldly snorted.

Bai Zhengchu was startled, unable to believe Lin Tian could reach such a conclusion from just a dagger. In truth, he didn't know, a dagger that can harm a zombie's body isn't something an ordinary person can possess.

"Perhaps the person behind you told you this dagger is indestructible, but unfortunately, I also have an indestructible blade." Lin Tian smiled faintly, taking out a Crescent Blade from his pocket.

The Crescent Blade appeared even more sinister under the night, its faint blood-red color seemingly ready to transform into an endless Blood Sea at any moment.

"Stone, give me your dagger." Lin Tian ordered, and without hesitation, Stone handed the dagger over to him.

Lin Tian took the Crescent Blade and made a gentle stroke, only a crisp sound rang out, and the dagger broke into two, the break smooth as if sliced through tofu, amazed those who had never seen the sharpness of the Crescent Blade, including the Bai Family party.

Such a sharp blade is like the legendary blade that cuts iron like mud. Moreover, modern daggers are not like ancient ones made from ordinary iron; they are forged from alloys, yet still could not withstand one cut.

Lin Tian smiled faintly, "I wonder if my blade slices through your dagger, will this precious dagger break?"

"Alright, I'll start the countdown, 5, 4, 3..." Lin Tian counted down from "5" without following the routine, leaving no time for them to think.

Bai Zhengchu frowned deeply, initially wanting to humiliate Lin Tian to vent his rage, but who knew a simple action by Lin Tian would turn the tide, this dagger wasn't even owned by the Bai Family, but given by the person behind them; if it were damaged, he wasn't sure how that person would react towards the Bai Family.

While he hesitated, Lin Tian had already counted to "1". As he just opened his mouth to speak, Lin Tian had already swung the Crescent Blade without hesitation, towards the eerie dagger.

To be honest, Lin Tian didn't just want to force out the person behind them, but also see, how this strange dagger compares against the Crescent Blade.

As the Crescent Blade was about to strike the dagger, Lin Tian felt a tremendous force from the dagger, catching him off guard, the dagger flew out of his hand into the Sky.

Lin Tian didn't stop this, because he knew his goal was achieved, indeed this dagger wasn't an ordinary item, even the person behind the Bai Family couldn't bear to have it destroyed.

Several dark shadows streaked across the Sky, the dagger disappeared, replaced by a few figures descending from above.

There were three people, appearing like ghosts, landing between the two groups, and surprisingly, all three were women, to be precise, foreign women, all exceedingly beautiful.

The one in the front was even more beautiful than the two behind her, wearing a black dress with a dark red cloak over her back, perhaps more aptly described as a cape, yet even with the cape, it couldn't hide her stunning figure.

Caucasian women generally have tall statures, good figures, ample chests, and large hips. The one before them, even among Western women, is a standout, possessing the voluptuous and tall physique of a Western woman.

She had the pale skin characteristic of Caucasians but was even more delicate than many Western women, with golden hair carrying an almost magical allure, eyes as deep and blue as the ocean, and a face so delicately sculpted it was breathtaking.

Such a woman was utterly ageless; her face suggested she was only about twenty, yet the allure she exuded was far from that of a naïve girl, a contradiction yet harmonious.

Lin Tian usually wasn't interested in Western women because most of them have large frames and appear large and imposing, not matching the Asian male aesthetic.

Also, Western women's skin, though fair, lacks the finer texture of Asian women's, and many often have noticeable body hair.

Such women might be appealing from afar, as one would focus on their prominent chests and lovely hips, but upon closer inspection, their skin quickly dampens interest.

However, this woman in the dark red cloak was the first to change Lin Tian's mind, showing that Western women can indeed have delicate skin that matches Asian men's aesthetic.

The appearance of this foreign woman left the men present speechless, even the Xiao sisters, both beauties themselves, couldn't help but scrutinize her.

Perhaps the calmest was Lin Tian, as he felt a vague familiarity, as if he had seen this woman before, yet he had no recollection.

It was a strange feeling; the only Western woman Lin Tian had seen was that black cardholder, offering eighteen billion, but that woman was not beautiful at all, her appearance vastly different from this woman before him.

He noticed that the Ghost Claw Dagger was now held in the cloaked woman's hand, the eerie claw and delicate hand together giving an odd sense of beauty.

"This woman is beautiful!" Xiao Manxuan couldn't help but praise.

"Second Miss, you are also very beautiful." The cloaked woman spoke, her voice light as a sprite, pleasing and intoxicating.

"You know me?" Xiao Manxuan said in confusion, not understanding what the cloaked woman meant.

The Xiao sisters were puzzled, but Lin Tian was shocked because the woman's voice was incredibly similar to someone else's—the eighteen-billion bid Western woman, named Charlotte, a name with royal lineage.

Though their appearances differed vastly, the voice, Charlotte's ethereal quality, the cloaked woman's lightness, seemed different, yet hearing them gave the same feeling.

"Who are you really?" Lin Tian asked with a furrowed brow.

The cloaked woman turned to Lin Tian, her deep blue eyes seemingly reflecting Lin Tian's figure. She displayed an elegant smile and softly said, "We've met before, have you forgotten?"

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