Although now his body has transformed into a pure Western vampire.

But Chu Qi's soul is still that of a Chinese.

I believe that every Chinese who was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze has a patriotic heart.

Chu Qi was no exception. As a pure Chinese, she was deeply moved when she suddenly heard Chinese in a place full of English speakers.

As mentioned before, Chu Qi was a designer in her previous life.

When she was in school, although her grades were not the best, they were not bad either, and she spoke English well.

With the help of the original owner's memory, daily communication and quarrels are no problem.

I thought I would never have any contact with China in this life--

Chu Qi was about to leave when she paused. She suddenly felt that the wontons smelled delicious and wanted to try some.

I wonder if Esther likes it?

Chu Qi was thinking in her heart as she walked towards the wonton shop.

This wonton shop has probably been open for a long time. It looks plain and simple, with a plaque hanging at the door.

There were three neatly written Chinese characters on it: Wonton Shop.

The store is very small, with the kitchen taking up half of it and the remaining half being used to store tables and chairs. There are also three tables at the entrance of the store.

The two young men who were chatting were sitting on the table and chairs outside the store eating.

"Boss, give me two bowls of wontons, take them away."

Chu Qi sat down and spoke in pure Mandarin.

"Okay... huh?"

The boss leaned out and took a look. His enthusiastic smiling face froze for a second after he saw Chu Qi's appearance.

His Mandarin was so good that he thought he was a fellow Chinese.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a handsome foreign guy with blond hair and red eyes.

The boss was a little surprised. He retracted his head and quickly prepared wontons while trying to strike up a conversation:

"Handsome guy, your Chinese is really good."

"I like Chinese culture very much, so I learned a little bit."

Chu Qi, a pure Chinese, spoke without blushing or beating his heart.

Outside, the two people who were originally chatting looked at each other, and as if they had telepathically stopped talking loudly.

Sun Yousan hesitated and said, "He...he didn't hear much, did he?"

He spoke very quietly, almost as if he was speaking into the ear of his compatriot.

Liu Shan was also very hesitant: "Should...should not have heard it?"

The two of them like to chat in this wonton shop on weekdays.

Not only because the wontons were familiar and tasted like home, but also because the owner was Chinese and would not tell on the content of their conversation.

In fact, the two of them were speaking very quietly just now.

Normally, it is difficult to hear from a distance.

Chu Qi could hear, completely relying on her top vampire body.

Vampires' five senses are inherently stronger than humans'.

And Chu Qi is a top vampire.

To Sun Yousan and others, speaking in a very low voice sounded no different from speaking with a loud speaker to Chu Qi.

But this situation will not hurt Chu Qi's ears. Although the sound is loud, the vampire's body has its own protection mechanism.

But no matter whether the other party heard it or not, Sun Yousan and Liu Shan were not in the mood to continue the discussion.

The two of them finished the leek and pork wontons in front of them without any taste, and then left in a hurry.

***

When the boss heard this handsome foreign guy say that he liked Chinese culture, he couldn't help but feel a little more friendly towards this stranger.

He even grabbed a handful of wontons before putting them into the soup.

The boss smiled and said, "I like Huaxia, too."

Soon, the wontons were ready.

The boss packed it and handed it to the customer.

Chu Qi took it with both hands, paid the money, and soon returned to the castle with a bunch of tree-cutting tools and wontons.

***

A little bat landed at the castle gate with a gust of black wind.

The little bat fluttered to the ground and turned into a tall and long-legged man.

Chu Qi tidied up her long, messy blond hair.

With a wave of his hand, a bat clone flew out from the darkness, holding no less than thirty axes on each side of its wings.

Two low-level vampires passing by saw Chu Qi and were so frightened that their faces tightened. They immediately slid to their knees and bowed their heads respectfully:

"Greetings, King."

"Call the others over as well." Chu Qi ordered.

Three minutes later, a row of low-level vampires stood in front of Chu Qi.

At a rough glance, there are about fifty of them.

This was the initial number of servants arranged for the original owner by his father.

A hundred years have passed, and apart from spending some time running a company in the human world, the original owner has not paid much attention to his castle.

He doesn't even care about the number of servants.

Chu Qi waved his hand and asked the bat clone to distribute the axes to the servants one by one.

"Clear up the ghost trees around here."

As she spoke, she flew up and used magic to draw an approximate working distance around her.

Although the low-level vampires didn't know why the king told them to do this, they still did it obediently.

To be honest, the scene of dozens of low-level vampires chopping trees with axes that only humans can make is a very, very rare sight in the vampire world.

So much so that the vampire baron who came here to hand over the invitation letter to Chu Qi was shocked.

She stared blankly, and was so surprised that she couldn't help but open her fang-filled mouth.

"Wang, what are you doing?"

The baron finally got over his shock and looked at the overseer, the vampire prince, in confusion.

Well, the wontons that the prince is eating are, if nothing unexpected happens, human food.

In the Baron's vision.

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