Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 555: Clark's Ultimate Move

"You must be His Highness Prince Hong Kong! Please come with me, our leader is waiting for you in the study."

The butler extended his hand to greet Old Mo.

Old Mo smiled, showing no fear whatsoever. He followed the butler into the castle.

The castle was dimly lit, with faint incandescent bulbs hanging on the walls, making it difficult to even see the way.

However, this has no impact on Lao Mo, who possesses divine consciousness.

The butler led him to the outside of Clark's room and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A hoarse voice came from inside.

The butler opened the door and gestured, "Your Highness, please come in."

Old Mo nodded and strode inside.

It was the same desk, and the withered Clark was holding an old book, pretending to read it.

In the dim light, I wonder if he could even read the words on the book?

In short, the entire room was decorated in a dark style. Any normal person would feel uncomfortable entering this room.

With a single glance using his divine sense, Lao Mo was able to get a clear picture of the entire room.

Aside from a bookshelf and a wooden table, all that remained was a jade coffin.

If Lao Mo didn't possess divine sense, he wouldn't have been able to distinguish that it was a coffin with the naked eye.

Old Mo smiled and sat down opposite Clark.

"Mr. Clark, the coffin is nice. A coffin made from such a large piece of glass-type jade must be very valuable, right?"

This isn't just valuable; it's priceless!

This is definitely a coffin carved from a single piece of jade. I wonder where this dead zombie got such a large piece of jade.

Clark gave a cold laugh.

"What? You like coffins?"

Old Mo chuckled and said, "I don't like coffins, I like money. How much do you think this coffin of yours could sell for? You couldn't get it for less than three or five hundred million, could you?"

How many jade bracelets could be made from this coffin?

Clark laughed, "It's worthless. If Your Highness likes it, I'll give you one."

Old Mo laughed and said, "Then I'll accept it without hesitation."

After saying that, Lao Mo waved his hand, and the jade coffin vanished instantly. Yes, Lao Mo had put it into his spatial storage.

There's no way around it; Old Mo won't hesitate to spend hundreds of millions on something worth that.

"you……"

Clark was instantly terrified. That was his bed! With just one sentence, you took away the bed I had painstakingly crafted and used for thousands of years. No wonder he was so upset.

This isn't about whether it's worth anything; this is bullying!

Old Mo chuckled: "Oh, don't be angry. You said you'd give it to me. I took it seriously and accepted it without a second thought."

Clark retorted angrily, "I mean, I can build one for you. What's with you taking mine? Give it back to me!"

Clark's voice was already roaring. He had broken down.

Old Mo, however, seemed indifferent, saying, "Mr. Clark, it's just a coffin. Is it really necessary for you to be so concerned? Anyway, you won't need it anymore, right?"

"Fuck, what do you mean?"

Clark was furious.

He had lived for over a thousand years and had always been very composed; he rarely got angry. But what happened today truly broke his composure.

Old Mo, however, remained nonchalant and said, "If you keep pissing me off like this, I might kill you and then I won't need you anymore, right? You agree, don't you?"

Anyway, you vampires can just leave it in the sun. This thing is so valuable, it's a waste to give it to you. Do you know how many refugees your coffin could save?

Clark suddenly stopped being angry.

"Fine. Take it if you want! I'll have someone replace it with a golden nanmu wood one. This bed has been used for over a thousand years, and I'm tired of it."

Old Mo laughed even more heartily.

"It's over a thousand years old, that's an antique! That makes it even more valuable. If this thing stays for another few decades, it could probably sell for tens of billions."

Clark gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness, you've deliberately provoked me. Do you think you can leave my castle alive?"

Old Mo shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Mr. Clark, don't forget the important thing. If you don't give me what I want today, hey, I'm not leaving."

Clark gritted his teeth and said, "Young man, you're arrogant. In over a thousand years, no one has ever dared to be so arrogant in front of me."

Old Mo laughed.

"I've always been this arrogant. If you don't give me what I want, I'll get even more arrogant later."

"It seems you won't change your temper unless I beat you into submission today."

Clark stared at Old Murdoch, gritting his teeth as he spoke. He then prepared to attack.

"Sigh, it's just waiting."

Old Mo reached out to stop him, saying, "Mr. Clark, the person who notified me said that you said that as long as I dare to come, you dare to give it to me."

"You're already trying to take action before I've even received the item. You've lived for thousands of years, and you don't even keep your word!"

Clark took a deep breath and said, "Your Highness, in fact, it's very easy for us vampires to develop. Because our race doesn't need to reproduce. We just need to bite you, and you'll become one of us."

But in reality, there aren't many of us vampires because we don't do that. Do you know why?

Old Mo paused for a moment, then asked, "Why?"

Clark said, "Because we vampires don't need so many people. Because I like peace. Because I want stability."

But if you humans force me, then I might have to do it. Do you really want me to do that?

Old Mo was stunned.

Old Mo hadn't anticipated this. And to be honest, he was actually quite afraid.

It's all because of him, Old Mo, that these vampires have become like this. When the time comes, there will be widespread devastation, and zombies will be everywhere. Then Old Mo will become a sinner for all time.

Old Mo became serious.

"Mr. Clark, I don't believe you don't do it because you love peace. Let me guess, isn't it possible that if you did, your vampire clan would be completely wiped out? So you wouldn't dare, would you?"

Once relations break down, the vampires, with their sheer size, would definitely be no match for humans.

You may be invulnerable to bullets and blades, that's true, but hiding in this shabby castle, one missile from them could wipe you out.

If humanity is truly pushed to the brink, the vampire race will surely perish.

"hehe……"

Clark sneered, "That's because no one forced me. If you push me too far, I can give an order and the streets will be filled with our vampires, you believe me?"

To be honest, this move really stunned Old Mo.

Although they're causing trouble in the US, they can't possibly cause trouble in Hong Kong or China.

After all, these vampires can't move during the day.

Unfortunately, there are many Chinese people in the US now, especially many who are serving in the military.

If that's the case, then Old Mo will have harmed them.

This old guy, I never expected him to have this trick up his sleeve.