In the modern sleekly decorated living room, dominated by black and white with dark shades as accents, nestled on the plush oversized sofa was a small black and furry creature...

That is Angel.

Yes, he unbelievably ended up at the Luze family's house. Of course, according to him, the reason was that he was lying in wait, gathering strength, and biding his time. However, the true reality of the situation was that Anger and Luze couldn't come to an agreement during their negotiations. They had intended to go all out, to break the net and risk everything, but somehow, the night had passed and the morning light began to rise gently. At that moment, Anger's body emitted a cursed purple light, and to Luze's astonishment, he transformed back into a small bat.

Becoming a bat, Anger:...

It seems like this world has forgotten to give him any cheat abilities... Ah, damn it! What the heck! How did it revert back again?

Angell, who had transformed into a bat, felt completely weak in his small body, every move bringing him aching soreness. Therefore, under his resentful gaze, Luze lifted him up and threw him into the cage.

"It seems like you have no choice."

Lu Ze's mood wasn't too bad, although he was quite shocked. After all, witnessing something supernatural happening right in front of his eyes, it would be fake not to be surprised. But as for Angell, he rather felt that there was no real danger because the vampire who threatened to destroy the glory of the Blood Clan seemed a bit foolish.

So, Lu Ze brought him back home and took care of him.

For three consecutive days, Angel did not transform back into his human form. Each day, all he did was eat and lie down, leading Lu Ze to wonder if he was constipated.

Now, Lu Ze is very punctual in getting off work because he needs to take care of Angell. This state of affairs has shocked many people in the company, and they are all speculating whether the CEO has gotten a boyfriend or not.

Poured himself a cup of coffee, Lu Ze sat on the sofa and habitually picked up the small bat, placing it on his lap. "You'll never become human again, will you?"

"Let go of your hand, foolish human!" Even though he was lying there, unmoving, Angell still managed to say a few harsh words.

"I will come back late tomorrow. What do you want to eat? I will buy it for you."

"You think human food is beneficial to our vampire clan? You're really incredibly foolish!"

"Pineapple Egg Yolk Pastry?"

"Heh, you think doing this will make up for your disrespect towards me?"

"Add a box of chicken bones."

"Simply ridiculous..."

"Two Portuguese egg tarts."

"You..."

"Mee-yow tea."

"...Come back earlier!"

...

Everyday life was almost like this. Over time, Lu gradually forgot Angel's true identity, treating him merely as a picky little bat that could talk.

Speaking of Angelo, he is quite dissatisfied with his current situation in life. His physical condition is also obviously not right: he has become increasingly lazy, lacking in energy and spirit. He always looks listless, the only thing he still seems to put effort into is talking.

Gradually, he discovered something even worse - Anger was now too weak to fly.

"Mr. Lu! I'm feeling ill, what medicine should I take?"

Lu Zhezheng was dealing with paperwork when suddenly he heard a shout from the little bat, who was squatting nearby. He paused for a moment, then pulled the bat over and began to examine it carefully.

"Hey hey hey, what are you touching! Hey! You—you're being outrageous!"

"Don't yell," Lu Ze gently patted him on the back, "What's bothering you?"

"Ahh, how dare you slap this old man!"

"Speak quickly."

"Just...no spirit, very tired, this lord can no longer soar, it's really terrible!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ze fell into silence.

Anger continued to rant and rave for quite some time, only to realize that Lu Zemo remained silent and expressionless. Shocked, he thought to himself, could it be...?

Startled, Angelo looked out the window as he suddenly pressed his small claw against his chest.

Their great mission was still unfinished, their plan had not been executed, and their desire to crush him, this foolish human, underfoot had not been fulfilled. Was it possible that they were just going to fall ill and kick the bucket like that?

For a long time, scenes of Old Jack holding the coffin and weeping bitterly after Angell's burial appeared in Angell's mind. The guests all bowed their heads and shed tears, feeling nothing but sorrow for the tragic death of such a great leader...

"You didn't eat too much, did you?"

Lu Ze's cold voice was like a large hailstone in the biting cold wind, fiercely slapping Anger's little face.

Angell: ...Excuse me?