Blood-sucking fangs

Chapter 47

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The thought of those two words made even the uninhibited Suzaku stop, downing his drink in one gulp, muttering to himself as if trying to console himself, "It should just be an accident..."

All the vampires believed, or rather hoped, that the thirteen lives were an accident—a random act committed by a vampire who roamed the land. But hope is often shattered by reality. A month later, on July 13th, thirteen more bodies, drained of their life force, appeared. Although the authorities tried their best to cover it up, some rumors still leaked out into society.

Fortunately, although the number of believers and church attendees has increased, most people do not take it to heart.

"What era are we living in? Why are you still talking about vampires?" People discussed while swinging small silver crosses. "Even if there were such a thing, it would have been done by some pervert to deliberately give the police a headache."

Human indifference did little to alleviate the vampires' anxieties. The Camarilla Treaty Association convened an emergency meeting to investigate all vampires roaming the area and issued a no-holds-barred arrest warrant. Meanwhile, Prince Elie and Prince Felt met again. Compared to the last meeting, this one was more amicable, at least without any arguments, but still yielded no results. The only consensus reached was that this was definitely not the work of their own people; the culprit was either on the other's side or a lone vampire hiding in the city.

The identity of the murderer certainly troubled the two princes, but what truly gave them a headache and shook the Camarilla Treaty Association was not the attitude of humanity.

"What if we really draw them out?" This question lingered in the minds of every vampire who had shed their young master status. "Is the legendary thousand-year holy war about to begin? Or—"

War itself is not terrible for vampires, but the fear of those legends seeps into their bones through their blood and affects them, especially after they are no longer young masters. The information they receive from their elders or other seniors further amplifies this fear.

During this period, Feng Nian'en was probably the only one in the Ellie lineage who didn't have this kind of trouble. He had piles of books waiting for him to read every day, and a vast amount of knowledge waiting for him to absorb. Although he had become accustomed to those red and green curves resembling an electrocardiogram, the ever-changing stock market allowed no room for carelessness. Fortunately, he never sought to catch any big fish; as long as there was a certain profit, he would immediately sell, even if the stock later multiplied a hundredfold, he wouldn't feel regret. Little by little, his already considerable funds, combined with continuous accumulation, had now become a substantial sum.

"I can exchange it for securities and hand it over to the investment company later," he thought to himself. After all, their information was more comprehensive and timely. Of course, he could only entrust half of it to them, and the other half had to be exchanged for cash for future needs.

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone and dialed Zhang Hanwen's cell phone, asking for the phone number of Lawyer Ren, whom he had only met once but had a very good impression of and who had bailed him out of the police station.

What do you want with him?

"I'd like to find a reputable investment company and entrust them with the paperwork."

"I'm really impressed by your shamelessness. Aren't you afraid of being mistaken for a human trafficker?" Zhang Hanwen laughed, but still gave him the number.

"You haven't told Zhang Jiru about this yet, have you? What are you going to do if that lawyer tells you?" Ruoya asked after he finished the call, her expression calm, not showing any particular concern, as if she were just reminding him.

Volume Two, Chapter Sixty-Nine: Father's Last Words

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“The first thing a good lawyer should do is keep his mouth shut,” he shrugged. “And even if the master finds out, it doesn’t matter.”

Ruoya nodded, knowing he wasn't as timid as before. This was a good sign, but she still felt a vague sense of unease. Was he really only like this because he had someone he wanted to protect?

"It's been a long time since you've been to Lanya," she said casually.

Feng Nian'en grunted, unable to explain. Actually, asking Ruoya about finding an investment company would be the same thing, and might even yield more accurate information than from a lawyer, but for some reason, he just didn't want to ask her.

"He should have more professional information."

"I suppose so," he said somewhat awkwardly, feeling like an ungrateful snake that had bitten him after being saved by the farmer. Luckily, someone knocked on the door, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, filled with gratitude for the visitor. "Come in!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a gray figure walked in. Feng Nian'en involuntarily stood up from her chair and looked at the newcomer warily.

The man gestured to indicate that he meant no harm: "Sorry to bother you, can we come out and talk?"

Feng Nian'en narrowed his eyes, a hint of hesitation in his heart. He knew there shouldn't be any problems, but it was normal for vampires to have an instinctive aversion to hunters.

"It's just a few words, it won't take long."

“Okay.” Knowing he couldn’t avoid it, he readily agreed and turned to Ruoya, but before he could speak, she said, “Go ahead, just don’t forget you have to meet a client later.”

"Yes, I'll be right back." He glanced at Ruoya, who was still flipping through the documents, then at Zhou Renhou, before walking out of the room first.

The two went downstairs to the staff cafeteria and ordered two coffees. The lobby was empty, even though it wasn't break time, except for the staff working inside.

“You should know why I’m here,” Zhou Renhou said first.

"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed; I can't provide any information." Is it really as Ruoya said, that as long as their actions aren't excessive, ordinary people won't be able to discern their identities? Not even a hunter like Zhou Renhou?

Zhou Renhou looked at him with a stern scrutiny in his eyes, then took out a document: "I started having people follow you half a month ago."

"Later than I expected," he chuckled. They had already discovered this, but it seemed that humans really didn't have any special feelings towards vampires, otherwise they wouldn't have remained completely silent until now.

Zhou Renhou raised an eyebrow slightly. He already knew from the report that Feng Nian'en had changed a lot, but he was still slightly surprised. This guy was clearly more difficult to deal with than before.

"You and your boss, who was just now, Ms. Ye, are currently living together."

"I didn't know hunters were starting to worry about even this."

Zhou Renhou ignored the sarcastic remark and continued, "It was through her that you met Mr. Chen Leping, and with his help, you made a fortune in the stock market. One is beautiful and talented, the other is a little-known but very influential figure in the financial world. Why would they help you!" He looked at him sharply as he said this.

"What do you think?" Feng Nian'en smiled slightly. It was confirmed that, as Ruoya had said, vampires were not so easy to identify, especially when they intentionally concealed their identities.

“They are just like you!” he said, enunciating each word clearly, his gaze fixed on him, not missing a single subtle expression.

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