A mass email from Emu summoned vampire nobles from all over the country to report to his city.
Speed is a basic ability of vampires. Within a day, all vampires gathered at the high-end club that Yi Mu had booked in advance.
A large group of unidentified people dressed in black, wearing cloaks and hats, gathered together, and some panicked bystanders called the police.
The director made arrangements with all parties at the police station, thus preventing a riot.
Prince Yimu was renowned far and wide, and he personally received him and questioned him about any unusual situations among the vampires in the area.
The vampire counts and marquises from various regions, having long inquired about his bloody and brutal methods, dared not conceal the truth and successively reported the situation of the commotion among the young vampires in their respective territories overnight.
Yi Mu remained expressionless upon hearing this. All the previous reports from various places had indicated that everything was fine and the country was at peace.
If the director hadn't approached him, Yi Mu would have always thought that his jurisdiction was very peaceful.
He picked up the wine glass on the table and smashed it on the ground, the glass shattering into pieces.
The leaders, who had been somewhat lax, involuntarily sat up straight. Yi Mu knew that these vampires didn't care about human life at all.
After all, humans don't feel pity for a loaf of bread.
But Yi Mu is different. Although he transmigrated to this world and became a vampire, he never forgot that he was a human being.
He has already said that he can drink human blood, but he should stop in time and not cause any deaths.
Is it so hard to avoid causing death?
An elderly man, leaning on his cane, stood up shakily.
In fact, he is older than Yimu.
"My lord, it's really not that my subordinates are poorly managed."
We actually suspect that some treacherous member of our race has placed some kind of curse on the newly born vampires, who lack self-control.
Conspiracy theory?
Yi Mu had this suspicion at first, but then he thought about it again and realized that these vampires were old monsters from several centuries ago.
In this technologically advanced modern world, even if they wanted to cause trouble, they wouldn't have the ability to clean up the mess.
Most people are content to retire peacefully, so when you think about it that way, you can only turn your attention to those few princes who are eyeing you covetously.
They have such audacity.
Yi Mu originally had no interest in the position of Blood Emperor, but seeing how they were scheming and plotting to win it, he became interested.
He thought that if he couldn't become the Blood Emperor, wouldn't he have to live in constant fear?
Those power-hungry supporters who are jealous of his rise to the position of prince at such a young age will certainly not let him off the hook.
Imu rented a hotel to entertain these nobles, and then returned to the villa.
He called Xian Yangxin's father.
The Xianyang family's old house was far from the city, in a remote and sparsely populated rural area, and the inheritance meeting was held at his house.
Preparations are complete. The patriarch of the Xianyang family deeply regrets his eldest daughter's philandering and says that he will teach Xianyang Xin a lesson after the inheritance ceremony.
Since the topic had come up, Yi Mu decided to be frank.
He didn't just accuse Xian Yangxin, but also explained his own situation.
He found his love, but Xian Yangxin wasn't interested in him either, so they broke up.
As compensation, Yi Mu decided to grant Xianyang family the title of Prince upon Rong's ascension to the Blood Queen.
Although Earl Xianyang was not entirely satisfied with the result, Yi Mu had clearly done a great job.
Besides, he knew his daughter's true nature best, so he could only reluctantly agree.
The Blood Emperor mentioned in his letter that he would arrive in Country Z soon.
The housekeeper was gone, and Yi Mu packed his luggage, preparing to set off for the countryside the next morning.
Xiang Cong returned late at night, and the smell of blood on him grew stronger.
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