In a secluded and quiet corner of the ancient castle garden, Zhao Zhao followed the connection between the vampire master and servant and finally found Chi Wei.
He was wearing a black and red outfit in the style of the vampires. The originally flashy color looked particularly low-key on him.
His face was as pale as paper and lifeless.
I saw him squatting on the ground silently, his eyes blank and empty, staring at the ants busy carrying their belongings on the ground as if he had lost his soul.
Zhao Zhao saw this and felt a surge of sadness in his heart. He quickly ran forward and asked with a smile, "Chi Wei, what are you doing here?"
Her words revealed her intention to get closer to him and shorten the distance between them.
However, just as Zhao Zhao approached, Chi Wei suddenly stood up, took a step back, and kept a certain distance from him.
His face was still as indifferent as usual, and he responded expressionlessly: "Sorry, master, I have been out for too long today." Obviously, Chi Wei did not react much to Zhao Zhao's concern.
Due to the long period of blood being extracted to supply others and the lack of sufficient nutrition to nourish his body, the young man's body became thinner and weaker than when he first stepped into the castle.
Zhao Zhao looked at the stubborn and strong young man in front of him, with a complicated look in his eyes: "Chi Wei, why don't you take a few days off first? You don't have to provide me with blood in the near future."
However, Chi Wei didn't look at Zhao Zhao, but replied firmly: "No need to rest. As long as I am alive, you can take my blood at any time."
His tone was calm and resolute, as if he had already put life and death aside.
"Ah?" Zhao Zhao was slightly stunned. When did Chi Wei become so considerate?
"Your body won't be able to handle it."
"It's okay. It's my honor to use my blood to support your growth." Chi Wei lowered his eyes and respectfully gave him a standard vampire salute.
Zhao Zhao looked up at him and suddenly smiled, "Forget it, whatever you want."
From that day on, Chi Wei would come to Zhao Zhao's hospital every day to donate blood, and the frequency became increasingly high. Even when he was almost turned into a pale zombie from the blood loss, he still insisted on sending blood every day.
In this way, due to his "diligence", the other blood servants that Damian had carefully selected for Zhao Zhao to use were temporarily useless, but because of Zhao Zhao's suggestion, these people can still enjoy good treatment in the vampire clan.
That day, when Zhao Zhao was lying on Damian and reading a book leisurely as usual, Chi Wei happened to come to donate blood as usual.
Suddenly, Chi Wei felt a gaze fixed on his face.
He subconsciously followed that gaze, and immediately met Damian's extremely sharp eyes.
In his sharp eyes, it seemed as if all of her secrets had been discovered by him.
Chi Wei instantly became nervous, his hand trembled, and most of the blood in the cup spilled out.
"Excuse me, Your Highness. I'll get a new one right away."
His movements were a little flustered and stiff, but Damian just smiled coldly: "Stop!"
Then she began to stare at him closely with a scrutinizing gaze. After a long while, she slowly asked, "How is your health lately?"
Neither Zhao Zhao nor Chi Wei himself would be so naive as to believe that the Demon Prince really cared about the health of a blood servant.
Zhao Zhao secretly wondered if Damian was planning to replace him with a new blood servant. Chi Wei, on the other hand, was more inclined to think that Damian might be looking for trouble with him.
Chi Wei quickly said, "I'm fine. It's my honor to serve Prince Hilgavyn."
"Yeah?"
Damian would not be fooled by his few compliments. After all, as a powerful and meticulous vampire prince who often dealt with humans, he was well aware of the resentment and unwillingness that humans had deep in their hearts towards vampires.
Faced with this bizarre situation, Damian raised a wicked smile. "You are the blood servant with the most extreme attitude change I have ever seen!"
When this guy was first captured by the vampire clan, he tried to resist and escape from his restraints many times; but now he behaves so obedient and loyal, which is really abnormal!
There is a ghost, and when things are abnormal, there must be something wrong!
"Come here!" Damian lazily propped up his head and gently hooked his fingers, motioning the other person to come closer.
His eyes were fixed on the tray, half of it already overflowing with blood. Then, with a faint smile, he commented, "Your blood... is truly pure."
As he spoke, Damian deliberately lifted Zhao Zhao's small chin and asked thoughtfully, "Little Hill, what do you think, how does his blood taste?"
Zhao Zhao didn't know what her brother was trying to do, so she was cautious and didn't say anything.
Seeing Chi Wei still standing there, seemingly unaware of the command he had just given, Damian's eyes flashed with a cold light. However...just as he was about to sit up, Zhao Zhao pushed him down again.
Zhao Zhao complained, "Brother, don't bully my blood servant!"
His fair little face was serious, and his angry look was very cute. Damian narrowed his almond-shaped eyes and made no secret of his suspicion of Chi Wei. "Little idiot, you are so protective of your blood servant. Don't let him sell you out and count the money for you~"
Then he looked at Chi Wei, his eyes immediately turned cold, "Come here~ Don't make me say it a second time~"
Damian took the half cup of blood from the tray and examined it carefully. He found nothing wrong and stared at Chi Wei suspiciously for several times. Finally, he said, "Go get another cup for Xiao Xier."
"Okay." Chi Wei wanted to take back the half cup of blood, but was blocked by Damian. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Why are you still standing there? Get out of here!"
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