Call the shots
Fan Liye quickly slid his bloody hand across Percival's arm. Like Sydney, he didn't even see the other person's movements before he felt severe pain in his arm.
He groaned, gritted his teeth, looked over, and reached out to cover the wound. Blood kept flowing down, but the wound would not heal.
The ancestors present understood that Fan Liye was demonstrating how he could kill them. The only ones injured, besides Dan, were Xini and Percival, who were against him.
What else will he reveal? Which vampire who opposes him will be the next to take action?
"What's the so-called identity badge?" Fan Liye stopped laughing and said calmly, "Have you forgotten that I have the ability of the Second Earl's Butler, non-touch, which can suspend your actions. It's too easy to take away the identity badge and throw it away."
Fan Liye glanced at them and said, "Those who oppose me, come up!"
Fan Liye didn't look like a normal person at the moment. The ancestors didn't want to react. After all, he had silver in his hand and could really kill them.
A huge sense of oppression enveloped them. Fan Liye glanced at them one by one and laughed coldly: "Since you don't dare, let's talk about something now."
He didn't leave the table, but lowered his voice and said, "I don't mind you having ancestors you dislike. Feel free to do whatever you want if you're unhappy with them, but don't do anything to me. Relying on your status badge to act recklessly is childish, like an underdeveloped toddler."
Many ancestors' expressions changed. These words were too insulting.
Fan Liye ignored them and continued, "No internal fighting, no intrusion into human territory. This is a restriction on you, including the purebloods under your charge. However... I accept that you can come and fight me at any time, of course..."
He wiped the blood on his hand onto the dagger and smiled coldly: "I will not show mercy."
"My father, Angel, was killed by me, which shows that I will not show mercy." Fan Liye said coldly, "Also, don't even think about harming any vampires or humans in my family. Whatever happens to them, will happen to you."
After Fan Liye finished speaking, he wiped the dagger clean and put it back into the dagger bag on his abdomen, then he got down from the table and sat back on the throne.
He crossed his legs, rested his head on the armrests, and ignored all the ancestors in front of him: "That's all for today."
The tremendous oppression did not stop, and some ancestors were afraid to stand up and leave.
Lance was still the fastest runner, and Rex couldn't catch up. He quickly glanced at Fan Liye, and seeing that his expression didn't change, he quickly caught up.
Dan, who used to walk the fastest, was still sitting in his seat. When the other ancestors saw that Lance and Rex had left, they also hesitated and left. After one after another, only Dan and Pani were left.
Dan didn't stay long. He smiled, glanced at Fan Liye, and left, while Pani stayed.
Fan Liye glanced over and asked: "Are you not leaving again?"
Pani was a little irritated and walked over to Fan Liye to check on the injury on his hand. Fan Liye's hand was on the armrest, and blood was flowing down the throne to the ground, but he ignored it.
Pani reached out to take a look, but Fan Liye quickly withdrew his hand and prevented him from touching it.
He paused, frowned, and said, "I want to see the young master's injuries."
The pain of erosion was hard to ignore. Fan Liye stood up and said calmly, "It has nothing to do with you."
After he finished speaking, he left. Pani wanted to chase him, but Nibel was faster. He stopped Pani and quickly got on the carriage and left with Fan Liye.
After returning to the residence, Fan Liye planned to go back to his room. Nibel quickly brought the medicine box and prepared to treat his wounds.
However, she saw Claire on the third floor. She noticed the injury on the other person's hand at a glance and was about to show some concern when she was given a cold look by Nibel.
Fan Liye ignored him and went straight back to the room. Nibel quickly followed him. He quickly treated Fan Liye's injuries and left without staying any longer.
After Nibel left, Claire cautiously appeared at the door. Fan Liye looked over, not quite understanding why she always liked to hang around him.
"How did you get injured? It looks like a gunshot wound to me." Claire walked up to Fan Liye and asked shyly.
Fan Liye said calmly, "You are so familiar with it, are you very familiar with guns?"
Claire suddenly became nervous and quickly denied it: "How is that possible? I'm not a blood hunter."
"I didn't say it was blood hunting." Fan Liye remained indifferent and didn't react much to her words.
Claire was stunned: "As for guns, only Blood Hunter has them."
Fan Liye didn't say anything else. Claire looked at the wound on his hand, which had been treated. Seeing that he didn't intend to say anything else, she had no choice but to leave.
Fan Liye rested for a while, and thinking that he had not seen the stall owner for a long time, he left his residence and went to the market.
The blue roses in front of the stall owner's shop were very obvious. He entered the shop and saw several vampires inside looking at the goods.
The stall owner stood up immediately when he saw him and said with a smile, "Come on, come on, I just bought some dessert for you."
Fan Liye walked over, and the stall owner let him in over the counter and handed him the dessert: "Now that I'm making more money, I can buy you more desserts."
Fan Liye took a few bites and noticed that the dessert was not too sweet and tasted quite good: "Delicious."
It seems that the other party remembered what I said last time.
He ate his cakes quietly and listened to the stall owner talk about recent events.
"Hey, boss, is this your son?" A vampire came over and looked at Fan Liye. "He looks better dressed than you."
"Hahaha, no." The stall owner laughed, "I thought so too, but he's not. He's from the original ancestor."
The other party was surprised: "He is actually the ancestor's man? No wonder he is dressed so well. Boss, don't offend him."
Fan Liye looked over and saw the stall owner chuckle a few more times: "He has a good temper."
"After all, he is the ancestor's man, and he is different from us." The other party said, looking at Fan Liye again.
"What's the difference?" Fan Liye said lightly.
The other party was startled, as if he was afraid that Fan Liye would blame him, and his tone became more cautious: "The status of the ancestor is not the same as ours. What if I make you angry and call the ancestor..."
The other party's next words were spoken softly, but Fan Liye heard them clearly. The blood clan prioritized strength, and the ancestor's reputation among the outside world was not very good. They were probably a group of violent blood clan members.
But in fact, they have distinct personalities, some are lively and some are gentle, and not all of them are violent and arrogant.
Some people and some things still require in-depth understanding to know the truth. When Fan Liye was still a blood hunter, he also thought that all vampires were cruel.
"They won't care about these things." Fan Liye simply defended them.
His meaning was very simple. That group of ancestors would not condescend to come here. It was other vampires in the family who came.
This sentence had another meaning in the eyes of the stall owner. He looked at Fan Liye with some heartache: "If he doesn't care, I will. If someone bullies you, I will help you deal with it."
Fan Liye was stunned and looked at the stall owner, silently taking a bite of the dessert. He knew that the other party had misinterpreted his meaning, but he didn't intend to explain.
He was too greedy for this kindness.
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