In a way, this was also a kind of unusual transformation.
Many nobles were privately saying that Anderson would climb the social ladder by latching onto the Young Miss. If played right, it would lead to great wealth and status no matter what.
Look, Anderson was previously just a castoff of the Francis family, but now he had become the only surviving bloodline of the Francis clan, successfully joining the ranks of first-tier nobility in Vampire King City.
Unfortunately, these rumors were quickly squashed by Chloe and her people soon after they started circulating.
She despised such talk.
Chloe didn't mind being a stepping stone for her friends, because those she was willing to help certainly weren't good-for-nothing weaklings.
The fact that Chloe gave someone special treatment meant that person truly had qualities that couldn't be ignored.
First of all, Anderson was loyal enough. Moreover, he couldn't have reached his current position without his own efforts.
Which mixed-blood vampire could be as powerful as him? Which undercover agent could find so much decisive evidence in such a short time?
Anderson's methods were skillful enough. He was never a parasitic dodder relying on Chloe for survival.
Under Chloe's thunderous approach, the rumors within Vampire King City vanished overnight.
In the Ancestors' Manor, Xavier pinched the bridge of his nose: "You really do protect him quite a bit."
Chloe sat nonchalantly on a high stool, swinging her legs back and forth, saying matter-of-factly:
"He's my person. If I don't protect him, who will?"
As she spoke, Chloe seemed to think of something else and added with a mischievous grin:
"Don't worry, Daddy. If one day you're gossiped about like this, I'll speak up for you too."
Xavier: "..."
That wouldn't be necessary. Who would dare to give him attitude or gossip behind his back?
Unless it was those cunning fools from the Werewolf Race.
Thinking of this, Xavier remembered something and said:
"By the way, the Werewolf Race has suffered heavy losses recently. If you want, you can go there anytime to vent your anger."
The Werewolf Race's scheme this time hurt both others and themselves. Although they did indeed harm the Vampire's Young Miss, their own losses were even greater.
That day, Xavier led a large army to the border, breaking through several Werewolf cities in succession.
The cities and tribes in the deep forest were robbed almost clean. It would take quite some time for them to recover.
This period was most suitable for young cubs like Chloe to go there and throw their weight around.
Chloe blinked and gave an OK gesture, indicating she understood, then cheerfully left the office.
This was their last night here. The aircraft from The No.1 Military Academy had already arrived to pick them up. After leaving the office, Chloe ran into Anderson, who was carrying several suitcases.
He had already packed Chloe's things early, and now they just needed to board the plane.
Chloe walked lightly in front of Anderson. Just as they were about to leave the castle gates, she looked back:
"Now that you're a great noble, do you still want to work by my side?"
Anderson lowered his gaze, his tone firm and loyal:
"No matter what, this subordinate will always be the Young Miss's person."
As his words fell, the corner of Chloe's lips lifted slightly, forming a somewhat wicked curve.
The girl snorted with laughter: "You'd better be."
Otherwise, she would flay his skin and break his bones, making sure he could never betray her side for all eternity.
In an instant, Chloe regained her usual sunny smile and called out to her other companions behind Anderson: "Hurry up! Instructor Ren is coming with a whip to flog us!"
Amidst the laughter and cheer, Xavier leaned against the window of his office, holding a glass of red wine, his gaze deep as he watched Chloe leave.
Kewen scratched his head behind him, then sincerely said:
"Ancestor, if you really can't bear to part, you could actually go down to see the Young Miss off."
Xavier's expression hardened: "No need."
"She's almost a grown woman now. Reunions and partings should be things she faces on her own. To feel sentimental about it would be a sign of weakness."
Kewen: "..."
He looked at the Ancestor standing motionless by the window, his gaze almost glued to the Young Miss, and hesitated to speak.
But right now, it seemed like the one reluctant to let someone leave was you, Ancestor...
Just as he was thinking this, Chloe, who was about to board the aircraft below, looked up, her gaze falling precisely on the window where Xavier stood.
Kewen swore that he was certain and positive that in that instant, the Ancestor's fingers curled twice.
Then, they saw the esteemed Young Miss give the middle finger to this window, make a face, and only then contentedly climb into the aircraft and leave.
Xavier: "..."
Kewen: "..."
Seeing the Ancestor's inscrutable expression, Kewen nervously swallowed and then laughed it off:
"Haha, that's our Young Miss for you, always so lively, innocent, and childish in her actions."
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Xavier giving him a completely emotionless look.
Kewen immediately fell silent.
Xavier's expression was cold, but the corner of his lips seemed to have curled up a bit:
"If you keep spoiling her like this, she'll only become more and more unruly."
Kewen: "..."
Remembering how Chloe dared to give the Ancestor the middle finger, he felt a bit frustrated.
Damn it, did the Ancestor really not realize who was actually spoiling her?!
...
Time always seemed to pass extremely slowly on the aircraft. Daniel, Qin Huaibei, and Katherine huddled together, using their terminals to search for the history of the Francis family.
The more they looked, the more shocked they became.
Daniel gaped in astonishment: "He was actually a general?! That bald, beer-bellied guy was actually a general with illustrious military achievements?!"
Qin Huaibei: "Is that the point? The point is that the Francis family is very rich! Now Anderson is the only heir to the Francis family!"
Katherine nodded heavily: "Indeed, this is very interesting."
All of this was overheard by Chloe sitting nearby.
She raised an eyebrow slightly: "Don't be silly. All of the Francis family's assets have been reclaimed by Xavier and added to the national treasury. What's left for Anderson?"
"This noble title now is actually just an empty shell."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Qin Huaibei asked in disbelief: "... Is that so?"
Anderson was peeling lychees for Chloe while solemnly nodding:
"That's how it is."
Everyone immediately deflated.
What good was that title then, if they were still at the mercy of others.
The atmosphere in the aircraft suddenly became gloomy.
This depressing mood continued until the aircraft landed at the entrance of The No.1 Military Academy.
As soon as they got off, Chloe spotted Ren Yunying not far away.
Filled with joy at seeing her after a long time, Chloe's eyes welled up with tears as she waved vigorously in Ren Yunying's direction:
"Instructor Ren, I'm over here!"
Hearing the voice, Ren Yunying immediately turned her gaze towards it. After locking onto her target, she pointed in Chloe's direction and shouted, "Over there, she's over there! Grab her!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, countless people in white clothes came racing towards Chloe, like a flock of charging white doves.
Chloe: "?"
