As these words fell, silence descended upon the room.
After a long while, the Lord finally spoke, his voice slow and strained:
"Does the young miss mean... there are Werewolf Race causing trouble in Puze County?"
Hearing this, Chloe raised an eyebrow slightly: "Does the Lord not know about this?"
The Lord opened and closed his mouth, seemingly wanting to argue.
But at this moment, faced with Chloe's intensely pressuring gaze, he found himself unable to speak no matter what.
After weighing his options, his previously straight back suddenly hunched.
After heaving a long sigh, he said in a low voice: "Yes, such incidents have indeed occurred in the city."
It was true that conflicts often arose between the Vampire and Werewolf Race along the border.
But despite this, there were still Werewolf Race who would pay the Wolf Clan Soldiers at the border to visit Puze County.
Puze County was not a military stronghold, its geographical location was quite ordinary, and its economy was not developed. The only notable thing about it was that it enshrined the guardian deity of the Vampire.
Moreover, although the young Werewolf Race master who initially came here would cause trouble, the subsequent compensation was quite substantial, enough to support the citizens' daily expenses for the next ten days or so.
Even the overturned and damaged stalls could be fully repaired.
He was like a foolish young master with too much money.
Therefore, the Lord had turned a blind eye and didn't impose much restriction.
Tonight's incident had actually reached his ears, but the Lord hadn't expected Chloe to bring it up proactively.
Just as he hadn't anticipated that the Werewolf Race causing trouble in the city today wasn't the previous young master.
If it weren't for the young miss happening to be at the night market, who knows how things would have developed...
Chloe spoke in a cool voice:
"Rules are rules. If the Werewolf Race can enter Vampire territory just by paying some money, we can't predict what will happen in the long run."
Her dark red eyes were cold, no longer showing the friendliness of the previous days: "Such a simple principle, how can the Lord, at your age, still not understand?"
The Lord stood up and bowed shakily towards Chloe:
"I apologize, young miss."
"I guarantee that today's incident will not happen again."
Chloe adjusted the corner of the pillow she was holding and said indifferently:
"Verbal promises are not enough, establish a law."
The Lord nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes."
Saying this, he hesitated again:
"But what if the Lord's mansion's orders don't work on the border soldiers."
The border soldiers only obeyed the commands of their leaders and the Ancestor of the Vampire clan.
If they wanted to stop them from accepting money from the Werewolf Race, they might need the Ancestor to intervene.
Hearing this, Chloe put down the pillow in her hand: "I will personally speak to him about this matter."
Who this "him" was, was obvious.
The Lord nodded repeatedly, indicating that he understood.
He continued to chat with Chloe for a while longer under great pressure, then left wiping the sweat from his forehead.
The Ancestor's offspring was indeed different from ordinary young ones.
Wise, bold, and far-sighted.
When facing Chloe, it always felt like one was up against Xavier.
The Lord gently closed the door and hurried downstairs to issue an order prohibiting the reception of Werewolf Race in the city.
As for the thoughts of certain individuals in the city, that was unimportant.
Compared to the safety of Puze County and the border, all other interests were insignificant.
...
The next day, Chloe woke up early and had a fairly sumptuous breakfast in the Lord's mansion's dining room. During this time, she also took the opportunity to ask the still somewhat uncomfortable Lord:
"Sir, how long does one have to go without food and drink for the deity worship ceremony?"
The Lord bent slightly: "Not too long, a day is enough."
Hearing this, Chloe's eyes lit up: "Then can I bring food to Xavier now?"
The black-haired, red-eyed young one's eyes sparkled, showing no trace of last night's imposing manner, looking extremely innocent and pure.
The Lord was momentarily at a loss, finally nodding slightly: "That's correct..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chloe had already snatched up the breakfast she had secretly packed from the table and darted out.
At this moment, Daniel and Qin Huaibei were just coming down from upstairs.
Watching Chloe's retreating figure, Daniel rubbed his eyes and muttered:
"I must have gotten up too fast, I'm seeing things."
...
Having not rested for an entire day, Xavier wasn't in the best spirits. When he saw Chloe running over, he was still a bit dazed.
It wasn't until the aroma of food wafted to his nose that he slowly came to his senses.
Seeing Chloe, he simply pinched the bridge of his nose, not at all surprised:
"I knew you would come."
Chloe made up an excuse on the spot: "If the Lord hadn't insisted that I come to check on you, I wouldn't have come."
"I could have stayed in my room playing games."
Hearing this, Xavier's lips curled into a slight smile: "Is that so?"
Chloe snorted, not answering him, her gaze falling on Xavier's coat pocket.
She reached out and, sure enough, there was an unopened vial of blood inside.
Chloe pouted: "You old stick-in-the-mud, you really didn't eat for a whole day? You old fogey, even if you had eaten, this so-called guardian deity might not have even noticed."
As she complained, she opened the lunchbox and placed it in Xavier's hands.
"Eat up, I know you're hungry enough to swallow a cow whole."
Under Chloe's constant urging, Xavier picked up the chopsticks and then said leisurely:
"In the past, I would have secretly eaten something, of course."
For some reason, Chloe found Xavier saying "secretly" with a straight face particularly adorable, as if he had briefly shed his role as a feudal patriarch and become youthful and lively.
It was quite... captivating.
Xavier was unaware that his daughter's thoughts had already wandered far away. He continued: "But yesterday was different. The deity issued a warning to you. Whether true or false, I believe this counts as a blessing for you."
Saying this, Xavier stopped, not continuing further, and instead took a bite of the food Chloe had brought him.
But Chloe miraculously understood his meaning.
With the deity issuing a prophetic warning, he, as her father, naturally had to show sincerity to the deity on her behalf.
Chloe rubbed her nose and changed the subject: "By the way, I have something else to tell you."
Chloe informed Xavier about the soldiers at the Puze County border accepting bribes from the Werewolf Race and allowing them to enter the city.
As expected, Xavier's previously calm and gentle expression turned cold in an instant.
He spoke with a serious tone: "How long has this been going on?"
Chloe shook her head. "I don't know."
The inviolability of borders was a principle even fools understood.
How could the soldiers stationed at the border commit such a basic error?
Clearly, there was something amiss within the border troops.
