Imu can no longer turn a blind eye.
After Xiang Cong pulled him into his arms, he didn't fall into a deep sleep as usual. Instead, he grabbed Xiang Cong's collar and asked him in a deep voice, "What have you been doing these past few days?"
Xiang Cong looked down at him in surprise, "You're not asleep?"
Yi Mu wanted an answer, and he urged Xiang Cong, "What secret do you have?"
He didn't want to doubt Xiang Cong.
However, the increasingly strong smell of blood on Xiang Cong coincided with the recent vampire injury incident...
Xiang Cong didn't notice the darkness in Yi Mu's eyes. He simply held Yi Mu and asked in a slightly melancholy voice, "Do you really want to become the Blood Emperor?"
The topic jumped too quickly, and Yi Mu couldn't react in time, letting out a blank "Ah."
Xiang Cong closed his eyes, and in that instant, a dark red flashed in them.
He pressed Yi Mu's head back onto his chest and said lazily, "Go to sleep, go to sleep. There's a tough battle to fight tomorrow."
Before Yi Mu could ask any more questions, Xiang Cong lowered his head and kissed him.
After a while, Yi Mu grasped his restless hand, his voice tinged with helplessness: "I have important business to attend to tomorrow!"
Xiang Cong got excited and refused to retreat.
Just touch it~
"No!"
"Shall I touch it for you?"
"...How can you be so lewd!"
"I'm lusting after you, don't move, or I won't be able to resist."
This method of diverting attention is clearly very effective.
Yi Mu was exhausted and lay in bed late into the night, completely forgetting to ask Xiang Cong for clarification.
In the morning, before Yi Mu got up, Xiang Cong picked out a car from the garage, washed it, and prepared breakfast.
The huge villa is now only occupied by him and Yi Mu, and they have to take care of their own food, clothing, shelter and transportation.
Yi Mu was wearing a black cloak, which covered his neck completely.
Xiang Cong went too far last night, kissing him so much that his neck was covered in hickeys and tiny teeth marks.
He always felt that Xiang Cong was restraining something.
After having breakfast, the two set off from the villa.
Xiang Cong drove, with Yi Mu in the passenger seat. Along the way, they could smell the scents of their own kind; everyone was heading towards Xianyang's home.
Xianyang's old house is like a traditional mansion, with three courtyards and many rooms, capable of accommodating many people.
Compared to the princes who were surrounded by other attendants, Yi Mu came alone, with only a man whose identity was unknown standing beside him, which can be described as extremely simple.
Even so, no one dared to underestimate him.
In the dimly lit, spacious basement, candlelight illuminated pale faces.
There are more than a dozen towering seats at the head of the table.
Yi Mu sat in the chair closest to the center, nestled in the soft red velvet, legs crossed, the tips of his leather shoes gleaming with a new, high-end luster, the rich aroma of red wine wafting into his nostrils.
Next to him was the Blood Emperor, an old man with a wrinkled face and a forced smile.
There are dedicated statisticians who report on the times when vampires have injured people in various places over the past century.
Next to Yi Mu was a sissy man with thick black eyeliner, his face covered in white powder, and wearing a low-cut top.
The prince from Country S had his face deformed by plastic surgery; he had a pointed chin, big eyes, and skin that looked like wax at first glance.
I had just sat down when I answered at least five phone calls, completely unaware of the Blood Emperor's gradually stiffening lips.
On the other side of the Blood Emperor was a middle-aged man from Country A with a large belly, a thick beard, a cigar in his mouth, and a loud voice.
Next to the man from Country A sat a young woman in a kimono, sitting upright.
She wore her hair neatly in a bun, with a jade hairpin at the back of her head, and spoke to everyone with respectful language, showing great politeness.
If Yi Mu didn't know that the vampires who broke in were sent to Country Z at her behest, Yi Mu would probably have a very good impression of her.
Everyone present appeared outwardly friendly, but secretly harbored ulterior motives.
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