"So what? Anyway, he likes that bitch Lin Susu. Lin Susu is two-timing, being ambiguous with Luo Qinghan on one hand and seducing Zi Mo on the other. Sooner or later, I will tear him to pieces. Since you already know, then cooperate with me in this play. If you need anything in the future, I will help you. How about that? It's a fair deal!"
Qianzhi looked heartbroken and glared at Linghu Lan with some resentment, saying, "I'm sorry, I can't do that. I can't treat feelings like a game. If you want to act, go find someone else. I'm serious!"
The two were chatting animatedly, seemingly oblivious to Prince Luwitt standing not far away. At that moment, Prince Luwitt was looking at Linghu Lan and Qianzhi with a gloomy expression, his face shifting between light and dark.
This morning, he received news of his son's death and rushed over immediately. He then saw his son's body, whose head was missing. He immediately recognized it as the work of a vampire hunter.
Upon learning of his son's death, his first thought was to find Han Yu and demand an explanation. In his view, he had already arranged a marriage between his son and Han Yu, so Han Yu was naturally responsible for his son's safety. However, Han Yu failed to protect his son and even caused his death. He went to find Linghu Lan with great anger, only to witness this scene.
But from their conversation, he seemed to sense his son's guilt. He had always known his son was deeply in love with a human woman, yet he hadn't intervened or stood up for Han Yu. On the contrary, seeing Han Yu's current behavior, still deeply in love with his son, his anger subsided considerably.
He waved his hand, and a vampire who looked like a butler stepped forward, walking with an air of authority towards Linghu Lan. He whispered in Linghu Lan's ear, "The Prince has arrived!"
Linghu Lan seemed to realize what was happening, her eyes filled with both anxiety and shame. "Why are you here?"
Prince Luwit snorted coldly, "Zi Mo is dead!"
Linghu Lan put on a serious expression, seemingly unable to believe it, but secretly thought to herself: Good riddance, it's good that such scum is dead.
Prince Luwitt's eyes turned bloodshot, and he then glared at Linghu Lan with a hint of reproach: "Why didn't you protect him closely? Why didn't you notify me that there were vampire hunters nearby? And there were werewolves around too. How exactly were you protecting him?"
Linghu Lan couldn't help but laugh. Like father, like son. They were united by interests and would eventually separate because of interests. Behind every bratty child is a bratty father. Prince Witte's indiscriminate doting on Lu Ziming was a perfect example.
Linghu Lan pretended to be frightened, clenching her hands tightly and lowering her eyes slightly, looking as if she might faint at any moment. This act successfully fooled Prince Luwit. He glared at Linghu Lan fiercely, then looked at Qian Zhi, the vampire who had reported to him when she came to his territory.
But now that I think about it, what did he come here for? Was it just for Han Yu? Did he also have his eye on Han Yu's unique physique?
Thinking of this, Prince Luwitt's anger intensified. Even if his son couldn't obtain the Cold Jade, he would never let anyone else have it. In that instant, he harbored murderous intent.
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