Seo Jun-Ho slowly opened his eyes. The CEO’s name was Allen Schneiker. He was an up-and-coming businessman of Trium and had been a loyal servant to the vampires for the past two years.

The total number of humans he had handed over to the vampires until today was a whopping twenty-seven thousand.

“I let him off too easily.” Seo Jun-Ho was dismayed. Bastards like this Allen Schneiker deserved to die a painful death that would make them regret every single evil deed that they had done throughout their life.

“Got it,” said Seo Jun-Ho. The werewolves finally stood up. It hadn’t been that long since they started waiting for Seo Jun-Ho. They had been waiting for five minutes at most.

“Really? You found what we need?”

“How fascinating. How can you extract memories from the dead?”

“It’s just something I can do,” said Seo Jun-Ho. Then, he started sharing what he had found from Allen Schneiker’s confession. “First of all, the drugs that Astaneca are producing have nothing to do with the red fog.”

“Ugh…”

“I guess we were wrong.”

“But I found something even bigger…” Seo Jun-Ho said.

This factory was serving as a hub for one of the ingredients necessary to create Astaneca’s drugs. The drug...