As soon as these words were spoken, the vampires present froze involuntarily.

Night owls have an incomprehensible hatred towards vampires. They hate every vampire. A vampire who is beaten back to his original bat form will definitely have no chance of survival if he falls into the hands of night owls.

Miss Shen's action was ruthless enough that the lower-level vampires held their breath, fearing that they might accidentally anger this arrogant and cruel pure-blood lady.

Wen Ji stood motionless behind Shen Shuyi, and slowly loosened his clenched fist.

Master Dosia stepped forward to ease the atmosphere, "Miss Shuyi, the dance is about to begin, let's have a drink first."

Chen Shuyi drank a cup with him very naturally, and the atmosphere that made people afraid to breathe just now suddenly disappeared, and those vampires happily pulled the blood slaves to sniff their necks again.

Shen Shuyi gently shook the wine in the glass and drank it all, then signaled Wen Ji to pour the wine.

After spending some time together, Wen Ji had become very skilled in serving wine to the young lady, and he also knew that the young lady liked rose wine.

Shen Shuyi glanced at him calmly, "Were you afraid that I would swap you out just now?"

Wen Ji nodded truthfully, "Yes."

Shen Shuyi had just killed a vampire, and didn’t want others to think that Wen Ji, the little blood slave, was an important existence in her eyes, so she snorted.

"It depends on my mood. Maybe I'll want to try a different flavor next time."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and a vampire passing by could hear it and quickly spread her words.

Wen Ji immediately looked flustered, "I just want to be the young lady's blood slave..."

“Little liar.” Shen Shuyi raised an eyebrow and scolded.

"Go away, I don't want to see you for now."

"Yes, Miss." Chu Yi would certainly not leave the party without permission, but he had annoyed the young lady and he had to find a way to make her happy.

In addition to liking to drink rose wine, the young lady also likes roses. Why not go to the garden outside and cut a bunch of roses for her...

Wen Ji knew that she was moody, and if he didn't coax her, she might really send him out.

As soon as he left, he was followed by the vampires.

Wen Ji was picking rose buds that were about to bloom. After cutting a few branches, he smelled an unusual scent.

Everyone was partying in the ballroom, and he had already told the housekeeper that no one would disturb him while he was cutting flowers. Soon he saw a man in a tuxedo walking over.

It was Kuratu, the vampire who wanted to kill him at Giovanni's party last time.

Wen Ji held the scissors and bouquet tightly, and looked warily at the vampires approaching step by step.

Kulatu stared at him and sneered, "I didn't expect that a lowly vampire like you is so capable. Your blood is so hard to drink, but you are so good at pleasing Miss Shen."

He raised his hand to grab Wen Ji and bite off his neck. Kuratu thought that he was just like other blood slaves and would obediently let these noble vampires suck his blood.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ji raised his hand and stabbed the scissors into Kuratu's forehead with a "snap".

"Ah——" A bloody hole was pierced into Kuratu's head by the scissors. He was stunned for a moment and completely angry.

The lowly blood slaves actually dared to rebel against the vampire nobles!

Chen Shuyi was originally drinking wine leisurely in the dance hall when she suddenly sensed that her blood slave was in danger. At the same time, 66 also gave an urgent reminder.

[Host, Wen Ji was attacked by a vampire! ]

Shen Shuyi bared his fangs and teleported away from the dance hall. The other vampires immediately smelled the unusual scent and followed him.

In the garden, Kuratu's dark red blood splashed on the rose petals. His pupils suddenly shrank, his fangs were exposed, and his dark bat wings suddenly spread out from his back. His shadow covered him like a cloak of death and rushed towards Wen Ji.

"court death!"

Kuratu growled and rushed towards Wen Ji's throat like a shadow.

Wen Ji was removing the seal from Blood Hunt, and the spell was about to be torn apart when suddenly there was a sound of breaking air, like an ice blade cutting through the battlefield.

With a loud "bang", Kuratu was knocked flying and crashed into the corner of the wall. His wings were severely injured and could not be folded.

In the night fog, Shen Shuyi teleported to the garden and picked up a rose that had fallen on the ground. The moonlight made her pupils look unusually charming, but the corners of her lips still had an elegant smile.

Her fingers crushed the petals, and the bright red juice dripped down her white knuckles.

"Kuratu, when is it your turn to teach my blood slave a lesson?"

The vampires who arrived at the scene were very quiet. Tonight they saw Miss Shen attack the vampires for the second time, and it was just for a little blood slave.

"He's crazy. How dare that lowly blood slave attack Master Kulatu."

"I didn't expect Miss Shen to defend a lowly blood slave so much."

Kuratu propped himself up and glared at the blood slave standing behind Shen Shuyi. His wounds slowly healed and he folded his wings.

Dosia came over with the butler, looking a little ugly.

Forget about low-level vampires like Matt, but Kuratu is a noble after all. Moreover, this is Dosia Castle. No matter how willful Miss Shen is, there should be a limit.

Just as Dosia was about to speak, Shen Shuyi suddenly turned around and slapped Wen Ji.

"Who gave you the courage to offend the vampires?"

Wen Ji's ears were buzzing, and he knelt on one knee in front of Shen Shuyi, "Miss, please punish me severely."

Seeing that Shen Shuyi wanted to punish her blood slave, Dosia stopped intervening and only said, “Miss Shen, your blood slave is too disobedient. You have to teach him a lesson. Don’t let him hurt you next time.”

"Thank you for your kind reminder. I'm sorry to have disturbed everyone's interest today. I'll take my leave first." Chen Shuyi glanced at the blood slave kneeling in front of him.

That night, Shen Shuyi brought Wen Ji back to the castle. Butler Carson saw that she looked unhappy and hurried over.

"My dear lady, what do you want?"

When Shen Shuyi looked at Wen Ji, her black eyes flashed blood red.

"He is so disobedient."

"Put him in the dungeon."

Wen Ji saw a smile on her face, but that smile and those bloodshot eyes were a little paranoid.

She is angry.

Carson frowned and quickly asked the guards to come in and take the blood slave away.

The dungeon was very dark. Wen Ji sat in the dungeon with his feet chained together. There was only one small window through which light came.

He was in a complicated mood. Miss Shen had killed the vampire named Matt just for her own face, and she didn't exchange him out because of her mysophobia.

But when he was almost killed by Kuratu, she intervened to stop him...

Wen Ji looked a little confused...

Even though the eldest lady had him locked up in the dungeon, things at the party were still a little weird.

What on earth did she want to do by leaving him alive? Could she be thinking of some new way to torture him?

Shen Shuyi didn't have time to think about Wen Ji's thoughts. As soon as she returned to the castle, she was called to the study by Shen Han.

It seemed that he already knew what happened at the Dosiah banquet.

Shen Shuyi pushed open the door of the study with trepidation, and looked at the man in a suit, who exuded a noble and indifferent aura, "Uncle..."

She spoke subconsciously, "It was Kulatu who touched my blood slave first. He made me so embarrassed..."

Chen Han raised his eyes and looked at her, "Shu Yi, is that so?"

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