All the clan elders knelt down one after another, though each person's kneeling posture was slightly different.
Some people kneel on one knee with their right hand on their chest, having sworn allegiance to Cain and vowing to follow him to the death.
Some people knelt down, their faces contorted with grief and their hearts filled with despair. If they fell into Cain's hands, they would be severely injured, if not killed.
Some even knelt down and crawled to lick Cain's boots, their obsequiousness overflowing.
"As expected of the vampires, they can come up with so many tricks just by kneeling."
Behind Cainian, a male voice rang out, and some of the elders present recognized it.
Someone mustered up their courage and looked up.
"It's you!"
Clearly, an elder of the vampire clan recognized Dracula's identity.
"How strange, someone actually knows me."
Dracula, his face full of curiosity, asked,
"I'm having some mental problems, I can't quite remember who I am, can you tell me?"
At this moment, Ye Bai, who was passing by, pricked up his ears and didn't miss a single word.
The elder hesitated, stammering and not daring to speak.
Cain said coldly.
"I forgive you for your innocence."
No matter how taboo the following content may be, Cain could accept it.
Even with Cain's assurance, the elder still refused to speak, gritting his teeth in refusal.
Cain gave a cold laugh and changed his approach.
"If you won't talk, then you might as well die."
No vampire can face the threat of death directly.
"I'll talk!"
All eyes were focused on the elder, who was covered in sweat and had a pale face.
The words that came out of his mouth made Dracula's face darken, looking worse than if he had eaten shit.
"You, the great Dracula, are the chief of the Blood Ancestor's male favorites..."
......
(I'm not feeling well today. If I do some quick calculations, I might have to return to the mortal realm tomorrow.)
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