âIf you can hold it in, put your pants on and come over right now!â Alex Rockefeller said before directly
hanging up the phone.
The tigress was intentionally looking for trouble!
âWhy did you tell me about such private things related to women?â Alex thought.
Maya Howards overheard the phone conversation. After advancing to half-stepped Grandmaster in her
martial arts cultivation, her hearing had become shockingly sharp. It was difficult for her not to overhear
him. However, Maya wasnât focused on the phone conversation between Alex and Anna Coleman.
Instead, she was looking at Papa Hanson with an expression of pain and disappointment.
It had been seven years since she first started working at Quois Haven until now, when she became
the director of Lush Cosmetics. Although her total assets exceeded billions, she still visited Papa
Hanson at Quois Haven to chat with him every year.
Maya had grown up in an orphanage. She treasured this relationship dearly, but she didnât expect
things to turn out this way today.
For the sake of her bloodline, he was able to toss away all the emotions and experiences they went
through together in the past like trash. He even asked Maya to sleep with her. âAre you even human?â
Maya wondered.
âPapa, I have something to ask you. What was I to you in the past? Was I only a prey that could
contribute my bloodline to you?â Maya asked in a desolate tone.
Papa Hanson looked at her and sighed.
âMaya, to be honest, I did think of you as my daughter! Itâd have been great if your bloodline wasnât
activated. We could still maintain our relationship as before. I could continue playing my part as your
adopted father, and I could watch you get married and have children. However, from the moment you
activated your bloodline, things became different. Things became completely different,â he said.
âWhat has changed? Regardless of whether my bloodline is activated or not, Iâm still Maya Howards!
The question is, why canât you treat me the same way after my bloodline is activated?â Maya asked
agitatedly.
Papa Hanson shook his head. âYou donât understand! Everyone in the Blood Cult practices Bloodthirsty
Demonic Art. Itâs an ability that makes one extremely sensitive and attracted to blood, especially blood
that belongs to people with a unique bloodline! If you hadnât activated your bloodline, I could still
suppress my desires. However, after you activated your bloodline, itâs a different case altogether,â he
explained.
âDoes that mean Mayaâs blood is like a drug to you?â Alex asked.
âThatâs right,â Papa Hanson answered.
âWhat position do you hold in the Blood Cult?â Alex then asked.
Papa Hanson was stunned for a moment. After that, he laughed coldly. âAre you trying to investigate
me? Impossible! I wonât tell you. The Blood Cult will inevitably reclaim America and conquer the world,â
he said.
Alex was stunned momentarily. He raised a finger to Papa Hansonâs forehead. This was none other
than the Ultimate Book of Medicineâs Soul Banishing Touch.
With a tap of Alexâs finger, Papa Hansonâs body began to tremble uncontrollably. He broke into a cold
sweat, and it felt as if his soul wanted to scream out loud.
However, a sphere of blood rose formed in his eyes. In fact, a mark even began to appear in flames
within his pupils.
Bloodthirsty Demonic Eye!
Papa Hanson also wanted to plant the Bloodthirsty Demonic Eye in Alex. This was already Alexâs
second time experiencing it.
He didnât expect Papa Hanson to have such strong willpower. After Alex used his Soul Banishing
Touch, not only did Papa Hanson not break down, but he even tried to use the Blood Cultâs Bloodthirsty
Demonic Eye to mark Alex so that countless members of Blood Cult would hunt him down.
However, right then, the Chaos Bead hidden inside Alexâs mind palace vibrated gently. The mark Papa
Hanson wanted to make instantly shattered and disappeared.
At the same time, a reactionary force directly hit Papa Hansonâs body.
âAhh!â
Papa Hanson, who was still being dealt with Alex using his Soul Banishing Touch, suddenly cried out
loudly. After that, he plopped down on the ground and stopped moving.
Ba-dump!
Papa Hanson was dead!