"Hiss... Hiss... Hiss..."
Mr. Su Bai sat cross-legged on the ground, drawing in cold air as he slowly peeled or tore off the frostbitten flesh on his body. Otherwise, his vampire lineage wouldn't be able to grow new flesh. The terrible frostbite not only damaged his soul but also put his blood circulation into a state of semi-dormancy.
Fortunately, due to the extreme cold acting like a powerful anesthetic, it wasn't painful, but Mr. Su Bai really disliked the sensation. He felt as though he was no longer a normal person but rather like a rotting persimmon.
Nona's corpse was already thoroughly battered and lifeless, her residual coldness lingering around and not yet fully dissipated.
