Chapter 51974
The old butler with his swarthy complexion and his coal black hair had been right. The tower, constructed as it was south of the Sham Chun River in the fertile lands of the New Territories between Hong Kong and Shenzhen, was an ancient mystery, centuries old and guarded by seven deadly foes, one on each floor. Beyond that, it was rumored that at the very top slept the ancient and dread Prince of Darkness, Count Dracula. It was his job, the butler informed him, to guard the tower, so that no unfortunate travelers might venture unintentionally inside.
His mission was not unintentional, he had informed the other man.
He jumped back, narrowly avoiding the tip of the poisoned spear, skipping lightly across the wooden boards of the floor and driving his right fist forward, knock
