The last time the two first met, Chloe scratched Xavier a little, leaving one fang as the price.
But now it was different. Maybe it was because she had trained for a period of time, this time Chloe easily used that tooth to pierce Xavier's skin.
A round wound appeared and fresh blood flowed out.
The dark red bloodstain was left on the Ancestor Lord's white clothes.
And Xavier didn't even frown.
He just glanced at the cub who was still biting him tightly and said lightly, "What, don't you want your teeth anymore?"
Chloe was deaf to this. She still bit tightly on that piece of skin, her fang going deep, and the blood flowed more and more.
Xavier seemed to feel no pain. After some unknown time, he finally raised his hand to prop up Chloe's head and forced her to loosen her teeth.
After the cub was pushed away from his head and tooth, there was still a fierce look in her eyes as she looked at Xavier as if looking at her enemy.
There was fresh blood flowing on her pink lips.
Both her own and some from Xavier's body, anyway very dirty and simply unbearable to look at.
Kewen handed over a handkerchief. Xavier took it and helped Chloe wipe the corners of her mouth.
But Chloe extremely disliked this guy now. She struggled hard, simply unwilling to let him touch her.
Later, she got down from Xavier's arms and hugged Kewen's calves, trying to climb onto him.
Kewen was moved by her cuteness and hurriedly picked her up. Then he awkwardly took back the handkerchief and wiped her mouth.
This time Chloe didn't dodge and obediently let Kewen wipe her mouth. Her little appearance was extremely well-behaved.
It was in stark contrast when she was in Xavier's arms.
Chloe was annoyed now when she saw Xavier. What kind of father was he?
Throwing his daughter off a rooftop without warning, what if she had died?
Chloe thought about how long she had been reborn until now. She cherished her life very much.
Seeing that Xavier still wanted to walk around to take a look at her, Chloe directly rolled her eyes. She hugged Kewen's neck, closed her eyes and buried her head so Xavier couldn't see anything.
Kewen stood still and smiled awkwardly at Xavier:
"Uh, Ancestor Lord, do you want me to help treat your wound?"
As soon as he said this, the cub in his arms immediately started pounding Kewen's shoulders fiercely, as if she would break off relations with him if he helped treat Xavier's wound.
Kewen didn't know what to do, feeling very embarrassed.
Xavier didn't seem to care at all. He didn't say anything, and there was even a faint smile at the corner of his lips.
"Take her away first, remember to take her to prepare a set of clothes for tonight's banquet."
Kewen immediately stood at attention: "Yes!"
Not long after, Xavier left.
Kewen patted Chloe's back again and again: "Alright, the Ancestor Lord is gone now."
Hearing this, Chloe, who was nearly suffocated to the point of tears, finally raised her head.
There was still some wetness in her eyes from nearly being suffocated: "I hate that guy, scumbag dad!"
Kewen made no comment. He sighed.
In fact, thanks to the Ancestor Lord reacting quickly earlier and relaxing, otherwise just based on little miss's momentum earlier, I'm afraid that remaining fang would have been damaged as well.
Kewen patiently advised her: "The Ancestor Lord did that for your own good."
Chloe looked up at him coldly.
Her meaning was very obvious - say one more word and scram.
Kewen immediately shut up.
But not long after, he still said: "Actually this is a compulsory course for vampire cubs."
"Falling from the high platform, forcing them to use their wings in a crisis."
"Oh," Chloe responded indifferently, "Did you tell me in advance?"
Kewen was stumped immediately, his eyes dodging guiltily.
At that time, Chloe really thought she was going to die.
She was in a very bad mood and extremely annoyed. She simply grabbed Kewen's clothes directly and said calmly: "Take me up again and throw me down one more time."
Kewen was stunned for a moment, then reacted. He hurriedly took her back up the rooftop.
Then, Chloe fell down again.
This time she was much calmer, but the feeling of imminent death still existed.
This kind of training relied precisely on this sense of impending death to allow the vampire cubs to more quickly stimulate their instincts and grow wings in times of crisis.
This was not such an easy thing to do. Chloe fell from the building at least a hundred times, and other than the increasing heat in the area around her shoulder blades, she felt nothing else.
Her wings still didn't come out.
When it finally ended, Kewen was afraid she would feel bad, so he said a bunch of comforting words.
Chloe got annoyed listening: "Shut up, I know, I don't need you to worry."
Kewen immediately shut up.
But not long after, he still said: "I know you don't have any malice."
Chloe glanced at him and lowered her eyes.
There was indeed a banquet tonight. It was said to be hosted by a certain extraordinarily prestigious Vampire Duke to celebrate his eldest son's 10th birthday.
As the Vampire Ancestor, Xavier would naturally give him face by attending.
And take his daughter, Chloe, along as well.
The father and daughter sat far apart in the backseat of the car, almost one person occupying one window.
Through the window's reflection, Chloe saw the clothes he was wearing tonight.
It was an extremely sophisticated black suit. Some accessories had a strong Western retro style. His long black hair draped smoothly down his back and looked extremely soft.
Chloe touched her own black hair - not long enough.
She didn't look too happy.
After arriving at the Duke's manor, Xavier got out of the car first and came around to this side to hold Chloe in his arms.
In front of outsiders, Chloe reluctantly gave him some face and didn't struggle.
All along the way, everyone was bowing to Xavier. Some even dared to come compliment Chloe's beauty.
Saying how she was indeed the Ancestor Lord's only daughter, truly a country-toppling beauty...
Chloe looked coldly at the bald fat man in front of her and bared her cold, hard fangs at him, her red eyes faintly shining.
A real threat.
The bald Duke noticed her displeasure and hurriedly shut up.
Only then did Chloe look away.
What a garbage flatterer, complimenting a five year old little girl as a beauty who could bring a country down.
Simply insane.
But Xavier seemed to be in a very good mood for some reason.
Seeing the bald Duke praise so much, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips. He casually took out a little trinket from his body and rewarded it to him.
The Duke was overjoyed.
Gifts bestowed by the Ancestor Lord, disregarding whether they were valuable or useful, just the symbolic meaning was extraordinary.
The bald Duke immediately attracted many envious and jealous looks.
Chloe licked her fang. Seeing this, she scoffed and cursed in a low voice: "Filthy rich fool."
Xavier heard it but didn't say anything, just patted the cub's back.
The last time the two first met, Chloe scratched Xavier a little, leaving one fang as the price.
But now it was different. Maybe it was because she had trained for a period of time, this time Chloe easily used that tooth to pierce Xavier's skin.
A round wound appeared and fresh blood flowed out.
The dark red bloodstain was left on the Ancestor Lord's white clothes.
And Xavier didn't even frown.
He just glanced at the cub who was still biting him tightly and said lightly, "What, don't you want your teeth anymore?"
Chloe was deaf to this. She still bit tightly on that piece of skin, her fang going deep, and the blood flowed more and more.
Xavier seemed to feel no pain. After some unknown time, he finally raised his hand to prop up Chloe's head and forced her to loosen her teeth.
After the cub was pushed away from his head and tooth, there was still a fierce look in her eyes as she looked at Xavier as if looking at her enemy.
There was fresh blood flowing on her pink lips.
Both her own and some from Xavier's body, anyway very dirty and simply unbearable to look at.
Kewen handed over a handkerchief. Xavier took it and helped Chloe wipe the corners of her mouth.
But Chloe extremely disliked this guy now. She struggled hard, simply unwilling to let him touch her.
Later, she got down from Xavier's arms and hugged Kewen's calves, trying to climb onto him.
Kewen was moved by her cuteness and hurriedly picked her up. Then he awkwardly took back the handkerchief and wiped her mouth.
This time Chloe didn't dodge and obediently let Kewen wipe her mouth. Her little appearance was extremely well-behaved.
It was in stark contrast when she was in Xavier's arms.
Chloe was annoyed now when she saw Xavier. What kind of father was he?
Throwing his daughter off a rooftop without warning, what if she had died?
Chloe thought about how long she had been reborn until now. She cherished her life very much.
Seeing that Xavier still wanted to walk around to take a look at her, Chloe directly rolled her eyes. She hugged Kewen's neck, closed her eyes and buried her head so Xavier couldn't see anything.
Kewen stood still and smiled awkwardly at Xavier:
"Uh, Ancestor Lord, do you want me to help treat your wound?"
As soon as he said this, the cub in his arms immediately started pounding Kewen's shoulders fiercely, as if she would break off relations with him if he helped treat Xavier's wound.
Kewen didn't know what to do, feeling very embarrassed.
Xavier didn't seem to care at all. He didn't say anything, and there was even a faint smile at the corner of his lips.
"Take her away first, remember to take her to prepare a set of clothes for tonight's banquet."
Kewen immediately stood at attention: "Yes!"
Not long after, Xavier left.
Kewen patted Chloe's back again and again: "Alright, the Ancestor Lord is gone now."
Hearing this, Chloe, who was nearly suffocated to the point of tears, finally raised her head.
There was still some wetness in her eyes from nearly being suffocated: "I hate that guy, scumbag dad!"
Kewen made no comment. He sighed.
In fact, thanks to the Ancestor Lord reacting quickly earlier and relaxing, otherwise just based on little miss's momentum earlier, I'm afraid that remaining fang would have been damaged as well.
Kewen patiently advised her: "The Ancestor Lord did that for your own good."
Chloe looked up at him coldly.
Her meaning was very obvious - say one more word and scram.
Kewen immediately shut up.
But not long after, he still said: "Actually this is a compulsory course for vampire cubs."
"Falling from the high platform, forcing them to use their wings in a crisis."
"Oh," Chloe responded indifferently, "Did you tell me in advance?"
Kewen was stumped immediately, his eyes dodging guiltily.
At that time, Chloe really thought she was going to die.
She was in a very bad mood and extremely annoyed. She simply grabbed Kewen's clothes directly and said calmly: "Take me up again and throw me down one more time."
Kewen was stunned for a moment, then reacted. He hurriedly took her back up the rooftop.
Then, Chloe fell down again.
This time she was much calmer, but the feeling of imminent death still existed.
This kind of training relied precisely on this sense of impending death to allow the vampire cubs to more quickly stimulate their instincts and grow wings in times of crisis.
This was not such an easy thing to do. Chloe fell from the building at least a hundred times, and other than the increasing heat in the area around her shoulder blades, she felt nothing else.
Her wings still didn't come out.
When it finally ended, Kewen was afraid she would feel bad, so he said a bunch of comforting words.
Chloe got annoyed listening: "Shut up, I know, I don't need you to worry."
Kewen immediately shut up.
But not long after, he still said: "I know you don't have any malice."
Chloe glanced at him and lowered her eyes.
There was indeed a banquet tonight. It was said to be hosted by a certain extraordinarily prestigious Vampire Duke to celebrate his eldest son's 10th birthday.
As the Vampire Ancestor, Xavier would naturally give him face by attending.
And take his daughter, Chloe, along as well.
The father and daughter sat far apart in the backseat of the car, almost one person occupying one window.
Through the window's reflection, Chloe saw the clothes he was wearing tonight.
It was an extremely sophisticated black suit. Some accessories had a strong Western retro style. His long black hair draped smoothly down his back and looked extremely soft.
Chloe touched her own black hair - not long enough.
She didn't look too happy.
After arriving at the Duke's manor, Xavier got out of the car first and came around to this side to hold Chloe in his arms.
In front of outsiders, Chloe reluctantly gave him some face and didn't struggle.
All along the way, everyone was bowing to Xavier. Some even dared to come compliment Chloe's beauty.
Saying how she was indeed the Ancestor Lord's only daughter, truly a country-toppling beauty...
Chloe looked coldly at the bald fat man in front of her and bared her cold, hard fangs at him, her red eyes faintly shining.
A real threat.
The bald Duke noticed her displeasure and hurriedly shut up.
Only then did Chloe look away.
What a garbage flatterer, complimenting a five year old little girl as a beauty who could bring a country down.
Simply insane.
But Xavier seemed to be in a very good mood for some reason.
Seeing the bald Duke praise so much, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips. He casually took out a little trinket from his body and rewarded it to him.
The Duke was overjoyed.
Gifts bestowed by the Ancestor Lord, disregarding whether they were valuable or useful, just the symbolic meaning was extraordinary.
The bald Duke immediately attracted many envious and jealous looks.
Chloe licked her fang. Seeing this, she scoffed and cursed in a low voice: "Filthy rich fool."
Xavier heard it but didn't say anything, just patted the cub's back.
