The formidable Chloe finally kicked the Wolf Clan Guards at her feet back to Kamen's side. Her raised lips were clearly smiling, but her eyes were ice-cold, devoid of any mirth:
"Take your trash back with you. If I hear that you've come to cause trouble in Puze County again, don't blame me for showing no mercy."
She didn't use excessive force this time, only because they were currently in Vampire territory. If the Wolf Clan Young Master came out and a bunch of people died, the Werewolf Race might use it as an excuse to start a war.
The relationship between the Vampires and the Werewolf Race was already tense, and Chloe was extremely cautious. She didn't want to become the catalyst for a war between the two races.
Kamen ordered his subordinates to pick up the unconscious guards from the ground.
These men were warriors specially trained by his father, yet they couldn't even withstand two moves from Chloe.
Kamen felt both furious and helpless.
Before leaving, he turned his anger towards Daniel:
"Cousin, as a member of the Werewolf Race, you're in cahoots with the Vampires. How dare you..."
"Stop right there," Daniel, who was already short-tempered, was even less patient to hear Kamen's ramblings. "I've decided to sever our blood ties from this moment on."
Kamen: "..."
Who the hell do you think you are? His father? Severing blood ties, my ass.
Faced with everyone's speechlessness, Daniel didn't feel anything was amiss:
"It's true, isn't it? You're my cousin, so we more or less have blood ties, right? Well, I'm disowning you now."
"I refuse to acknowledge an idiot who likes to run around half-naked as my cousin."
Kamen: "..."
His wolf ears twitched atop his head, quickly turning red.
He glared at Daniel viciously:
"Just wait until you return to the Werewolf Race. You'll see how I'll deal with you!"
Daniel spread his hands: "Oh, I'm so scared~"
Kamen was successfully driven away by their taunting.
Chloe was certain she saw tears in Kamen's eyes.
After he disappeared from view, Chloe rubbed her chin and began to self-reflect:
"Bullying children isn't really a good thing."
"Especially bullying mentally challenged children like Kamen."
Qin Huaibei: "Please don't eat pork while saying how sad it is that the pig was killed."
Chloe: "..."
She looked at Qin Huaibei with disdain: "You're truly a crude and overbearing fellow."
Qin Huaibei, inexplicably labeled as crude, spread his hands innocently:
"Come on, I haven't said a word or lifted a finger this entire time."
He stated firmly: "I'm fundamentally different from crude and overbearing people like you who make others bleed profusely."
Chloe lazily replied: "Well, you can think that if you want."
Her attitude was utterly indifferent, as if she couldn't be bothered to argue and chose to compromise instead.
Qin Huaibei felt like he had punched a pillow, completely ineffective.
They hadn't finished the grilled meat on their table.
Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, the four of them gathered around and devoured all the remaining grilled meat before deciding to leave.
Just as Chloe stood up to leave, she sensed someone gently tugging at her clothes.
The person behind her seemed to have no ill intentions, so Chloe didn't have any reactive response.
She turned around and saw it was the old grandmother whose stall had been overturned by Kamen earlier.
The old lady's teeth were not good, and she could barely speak a few words. Usually, she sold small handkerchiefs and towels she embroidered herself at her stall.
For instance, she was now clutching a handkerchief embroidered with a thorny rose.
This was the royal emblem of the Vampire family.
Seeing this, Chloe was a bit stunned: "For me?"
The old lady nodded slowly, her eyes full of admiration and longing for the Vampire rulers.
Chloe carefully accepted it. She said solemnly: "Thank you."
The old lady nodded repeatedly, then pulled out another handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Daniel.
Daniel, who had been frowning impatiently, was suddenly taken aback.
After regaining his composure, he stood up straight, stammering: "F-for me?"
The old lady nodded, reaching out a bit further.
Daniel's face turned bright red as he accepted the handkerchief with both hands:
"Th-thank you!"
The old lady smiled and waved her hand, indicating no thanks were necessary, then hobbled away on her cane.
The four young ones were left standing there, looking at each other.
...
That evening, as soon as Chloe returned to the governor's house, she said to the governor:
"I have something to discuss with you."
Hearing this, the governor's smile stiffened for a moment before he nodded repeatedly: "Alright."
Chloe went upstairs to take a bath, changed her clothes, and finished the hot cocoa Katherine had poured for her. Then she heard a knock on the door.
She went to open it, and sure enough, it was the governor.
"Come in."
Chloe sat on the sofa hugging a pillow, directly facing the slightly nervous governor.
He looked at Chloe for a while, then asked: "May I ask why the young miss has summoned me?"
Chloe raised her eyes and stared at him for a moment, then said flatly:
"I want to know what the troops stationed in Puze County do on a daily basis?"
The governor seemed surprised that such a young Ancestor Cub would inquire about military deployment. He hesitated for a moment, then explained everything truthfully:
"The soldiers outside the city are usually stationed across the river, guarding against attacks from the Werewolf Race. As for the soldiers inside the city, from 7 am to 7 pm, they patrol various streets within the city, protecting the safety of the citizens."
Hearing this, Chloe nodded slightly: "I see. So the governor thinks they're doing a good job?"
The governor instinctively smiled, about to say yes, but before the words left his mouth, a strong intuition made him close it.
Something wasn't right.
The governor looked at the Ancestor Cub in front of him, her gaze indifferent as she stared at him, and he inexplicably felt as if he were facing the Ancestor Lord.
Their auras were so similar, especially when Chloe became serious.
Those dark red eyes were full of coldness, but her attitude was extremely firm. She never spoke nicely, always unpredictable, keeping her subordinates on edge, guessing her intentions.
The governor's throat bobbed as he smiled apologetically:
"Young miss, please tell me everything. Whatever you want to know, I will certainly tell you without reservation."
Hearing this, Chloe finally gave him a proper look, then said, "If Puze County is a city under the strict protection of the Vampire army, why are there Werewolf Race members openly causing trouble in the night market?"
At these words, the city lord was completely stunned.
Chloe straightened up, resting her elbows on the table, and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"For years, the night market has been harassed by the Werewolf Race. Overturning stalls is a minor issue; there have even been cases of Werewolf Race members physically injuring people."
Chloe even used respectful language, asking politely, "So, my lord, are you aware of these incidents?"
"Or rather, do the soldiers responsible for protecting the border civilians, both inside and outside the city, know about this?"
