Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom

Chapter 348 : Taurus family blood Serum

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With a sense of concern, Das waited as the call connected to the other side. Natalia picked up the call on the first ring. Natalia's voice, however, immediately gave away that something was not right on the other end. Her usually vibrant tone was replaced by a sober and depressed one.

"What's happened?" Das asked, his voice carrying a mix of seriousness and concern. He quickly realised that the matter at hand might be more complex than he initially thought.

While controlling her depression, Natalia began explaining the scenario that happened with the young master of the Farus family. With each word she spoke, Das's anger simmered beneath the surface. He clenched his jaw, his expression hardening as he understood the implications of the situation.

Despite the surge of anger, Das managed to compose himself and listened attentively to Natalia's story. He knew that he couldn't afford to let his emotions cloud his judgment, especially in a situation that required careful consideration. While every instinct urged him to act immediately, he was well aware of the seven-day training rule laid out by the old man.

As the conversation continued, Das's mind raced, strategising and planning even as he engaged in the call. He knew that he couldn't abandon his training and responsibilities, but he also understood the gravity of the threat Natalia was describing. Enjoy exclusive adventures from My Virtual Library Empire

"Tell me, Das. What should I do now? At first, I thought of hiding somewhere with my family. But for the Farus family's young master, it's not an easy thing to find out my whereabouts." Natalia asked in a sad tone. Das did not immediately reply after hearing her reply. Gradually a smile hung on his face as he thought of the Farus family's young master.

"Calm down. You don't need to go anywhere. He gave you seven days. On the eighth day, call him and tell him that you are waiting for him in the night." Das said while holding the mobile in his left ear and the right hand on the food plate.

"What do mean?" Natalia asked with a startled tone as she never expected Das to say this.

"Don't worry. I will be there on eight day. Keep my arrival a secret. Don't tell anyone including your family. I will take care of the rest." Das said assuringly with a bit of a mischievous smile.

As Das awaited with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation, his attention was fixed on the old man's deliberate movements. With a measured gesture, the one-eyed old man stretched out his hand and immediately his students placed seven blood veils in his hands.

The blood serum in the seven veils belongs to the Taurus family from Africa. The serum inside the veils is in black colour giving an eerie feeling.

Without wasting another second, the old man uncorked each blood veil in succession, and swirled the liquid inside, allowing the dense liquid within to flow freely. The dark serum cascaded down in a mesmerising dance, its unique properties holding the promise of unlocking hidden potentials.

The air seemed charged with anticipation as the old man carefully handled the veils, his actions a blend of reverence and expertise.

With the preparations complete, the old man's focus shifted to Das. The weight of the moment hung heavily in the air as they stood in that empty training ground. Without hesitation, the old man poured the dark serum directly into Das's mouth. The liquid entered Das's system, carrying with it the essence and energy of the Taurus family.

As the serum made contact with his senses, a surge of sensations rippled through Das's body. The bitterness of the liquid, its unusual texture, and the symbolic significance of the act all mingled together in his experience.

The one-eyed old man placed a small wood block in between Das's teeth to bite down the pain.

With the serum now ingested, Das's gaze remained fixed on the old man.

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