Chloe had the ability to speak differently to different people, adapting her manner to suit the situation.
Whether facing a long-time friend or a sworn enemy who had once nearly killed her by kicking her into a river, Chloe could always display a sincere and enthusiastic smile.
Kewen had once described her as a notorious smiling tiger among vampires because of this trait, which Chloe took as a compliment rather than an insult.
For instance, at this moment, seeing Kamen's unsightly expression, Chloe felt an indescribable pleasure.
So her smile grew even brighter.
Not far away, Kamen took a deep breath, his face turning green.
Who could tell him why Chloe would appear in such a remote, impoverished place?
Wasn't she supposed to be the most favored young lady of the vampires? How did they end up meeting here?
Puze County was supposed to be tens of thousands of miles away from the vampire capital, wasn't it?
Behind Kamen stood several of his werewolf subordinates, all loyal guards who obeyed only his family's orders.
Now, seeing their young master neither speaking nor moving, with a look of bewilderment on his face, they couldn't help but feel puzzled:
"Young master, is there something ahead?"
They looked forward as they spoke.
But there was nothing special there except for a few old, weak, sick, and disabled people.
And a few cubs with rather striking appearances.
Kamen came to his senses and said with a dark face, "It's nothing."
He cursed his bad luck inwardly while contemplating a quick retreat.
But as Kamen turned and had only taken a few steps, he suddenly remembered something.
Why should he be afraid of Chloe?
Now he had the elite of the Werewolf Race by his side. The people his father had arranged for him were all top experts, hand-picked from among thousands in the Werewolf Race.
Dealing with Chloe, a cub who hadn't even grown all her fur yet, would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?
Thinking this, Kamen's eyes lit up, and he turned back, striding towards Chloe.
Kamen wasn't particularly tall among the cubs, and with several tall, burly adult men following behind him, the contrast made Kamen look even shorter.
This scene, falling into Chloe's eyes, elicited obvious disdain from her.
If Kamen had just walked normally, one might have barely been able to say he had an intimidating presence, borrowing the tiger's might. But Kamen walked like a street ruffian, hands in his pockets, looking as if he thought he was incredibly cool.
Chloe slowly took a bite of her roasted meat.
It was painful to watch.
As Kamen approached, Daniel finally couldn't hold back:
"Cousin, has Uncle ever told you that you're ugly?"
Kamen: "..."
He was so angry that his eyebrows twitched, and his fingers trembled.
Seeing this, the guards behind Kamen immediately drew their weapons:
"How dare you! You dare to disrespect our young master!"
Daniel snorted coldly: "Not only will I disrespect your young master, I'm also going to pin him to the ground and beat him up."
"You!"
At these words, Kamen let out a series of cold laughs.
He repeated the word "good" several times, then looked at Chloe and her companions with a neurotic expression:
"You really have some nerve."
Chloe retorted, not backing down an inch: "You're only realizing this now?"
"Not only do we have nerve, but our fists are also pretty hard. Want to try them out?"
Hearing this, Kamen's face involuntarily turned pale for a moment.
During the Joint Military Academy Competition, their Brut Military Academy had indeed been beaten down by Chloe and her team...
Not to mention that later, Kamen had almost been turned into a human stick by Anderson.
This was a humiliation that Kamen would remember for the rest of his life.
But perhaps emboldened by the guards behind him, after a moment, Kamen said with a pale face:
"Is this how you greet me after not seeing each other for so long?"
Chloe rolled her eyes without hesitation: "Don't act like we're close or something."
"Besides, shouldn't I be the one saying that? The first time I see you again, I find you bullying the common folk of my race everywhere."
"Who's really in the wrong here?"
Saying this, Chloe glanced at the old grandmother not far away whose stall had been kicked over, all her hard-made goods turned to waste. Chloe's brow furrowed involuntarily.
She handed her money pouch to Qin Huaibei with a meaningful look.
Qin Huaibei immediately understood, taking the money pouch and walking towards the overturned stall. He not only helped clean up the cart but also gave gold coins as compensation.
After this series of remedial actions, the old grandmother was moved to tears, repeatedly expressing her gratitude.
Seeing this scene, Kamen curled his lip in disdain:
"... They're nothing but lowly commoners."
As soon as the words left his mouth, a white light flashed, and Kamen felt a sharp pain in his throat.
He instinctively covered his neck, and as warm liquid flowed down, Kamen immediately realized — it was his blood.
Kamen's face turned pale with fright: "Medicine, give me medicine!"
The guards around him scrambled to treat his wound.
As one of the guards lowered his head to get a cotton swab, he discovered a small, blood-stained bone on the ground.
Yes, a bone.
It was broken in the middle, exposing the marrow, with sharp ends.
... Was it this piece of bone that had cut their master's throat?
The problem was, none of them had noticed when this bone had been thrown!
The guard was terrified in his heart, not daring to think further. He focused all his attention on treating Kamen's wound.
Kamen's eyes were wide open, his mind in chaos. Almost without thinking, he locked his target on Chloe and shouted furiously:
"You did this!"
Even though Kamen hadn't actually seen Chloe make a move.
Chloe lowered her head to pick out a small bone from her spare rib meat, then looked up with a sincere and gentle smile:
"So what if it was me?"
"You hurt my people, I give your throat a little cut. Seems fair to me."
The cut made by the bone was really small, and it was hard to understand why Kamen was reacting so strongly.
What a rabbit-hearted coward.
Kamen's eyes were red with anger.
He violently pushed away the hands of the guards around him and stared hard at Chloe:
"Let's fight."
Hearing this, Chloe looked at him with surprise:
"What, coming to get beaten up?"
Daniel let out a snicker behind her.
Kamen's fingers trembled, but after a while, he suddenly revealed a smile:
"Not with me."
He turned his head to look at the guards beside him and pushed one forward:
"Fight him."
That guard had a typical werewolf build — nearly two meters tall, with a face full of beard, broad-shouldered and barrel-chested, rough and burly.
In short, quite ugly.
Chloe was silent for a moment, then asked, "With him?"
"Yes." Kamen said smugly, certain that Chloe was afraid. "Do you accept or not?"
Chloe took the glass of water from Daniel's hand and replied leisurely, "I refuse."
Kamen: "I knew you wouldn't refuse. This guy is from our Werewolf Race..."
As he was saying this, he suddenly realized, "What did you say?"
"I refuse," Chloe blinked innocently. "I'm not stupid. Look at him, he's built like a grizzly bear, and then look at me."
Chloe flashed a smile:
"Why would you want a delicate little girl to fight such a burly man? That's so ungentlemanly of you~"
