Chloe, oh Chloe, you're truly a lustful demon.
You won't even spare your close companion. Even rabbits know not to eat grass near their burrow!
While internally berating herself, Chloe carelessly yet gleefully wiped Anderson's tears.
As it turns out, a beauty in tears is the most pleasing sight in this world.
At the very least, after this incident, Chloe's gloomy mood improved considerably.
"Look at you, crying like this at your age. Aren't you embarrassed?"
Chloe said hypocritically.
But in truth, her inner thoughts were—cry more, cry more.
Damn, it's so beautiful.
Completely different from that stupid wolf Daniel, who howls like a pig being slaughtered as soon as he starts crying.
Poor little thing, it breaks my heart.
Immersed in her own consciousness, Chloe failed to notice that Anderson, who had been quietly shedding tears, twitched his brow slightly. A dark, inscrutable look appeared in his eyes.
The young man's voice was muffled: "If... if the Viper Group really has medicine to treat your current condition, would you make the same choice as Lord Ancestor?"
Hearing this, Chloe's fingers paused as she wiped his tears.
She narrowed her eyes, looking leisurely at the stubborn-looking youth before her, and finally asked, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "What do you think?"
"I hope you would," Anderson said.
He looked somewhat dazed: "Without disobeying the young miss's orders, I hope the young miss can grow up healthily until the end of her natural lifespan."
The emphasis of this sentence was clearly on the latter half, but with the addition of the first two parts, the meaning became obviously different.
Chloe's voice was low, sounding somewhat nonchalant:
"You're quite loyal."
Anderson lowered his gaze: "If I'm not loyal, I'll be thrown out."
Blood clan members who came from the death squad corps lived and died only for Chloe.
This was the concept that Xavier and Kewen had instilled in them over years.
For Anderson, it was the only truth in his long life.
If anything happened to Chloe, Anderson wouldn't be able to live on.
Even if Chloe couldn't know exactly what Anderson was thinking, just hearing this one sentence, she understood roughly.
She reassured him again, patiently:
"Alright, this is nothing. We still have a long life ahead."
"Even if I were to die tomorrow, that's something that would happen tomorrow. Isn't it useless for you to be so anxious now?"
Chloe stroked Anderson's hair: "Be good, don't think too much. You just need to follow behind me obediently, and there will always be a solution."
Of course, before that, she must go and explain the situation clearly to her dear daddy again.
After all, no matter what, Xavier was her biological father.
...
When Chloe sneakily crept to the outside of Xavier's tent, she peeked in and saw that he was talking to those old men from the Elven Elder Council.
It seemed they were in negotiations.
The elders from the council were all arguing red-faced and thick-necked, obviously agitated.
In contrast, Xavier, even though he was the bad guy who had rushed into elven territory without rhyme or reason, was sitting upright in the main seat, his expression calm, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow.
Tsk, her father really wasn't a good person.
While thinking this, Chloe walked brazenly into the tent.
The soldiers outside didn't stop her, and the guards inside also looked straight ahead, as if they hadn't seen this sudden "uninvited guest" at all.
Even when Xavier noticed her, he only showed a barely perceptible flash of surprise in his eyes, but quickly lost interest and looked away.
Chloe could tell at a glance that he was furious with her.
Chloe, who irritated Xavier eight hundred times a day, didn't take it to heart at all and walked straight to the seat next to Xavier.
Only upon closer inspection did she realize there was no seat there.
That's right, this wasn't the Ancestor's Mansion, no one would specially place a small chair next to Lord Ancestor.
But it didn't matter, if there was no seat, she'd create one.
Chloe had a pair of industrious hands. She condescended to walk to a chair not far away, picked it up, then dragged it next to Xavier and sat down unceremoniously.
This action naturally disturbed the people from the Elder Council.
They looked at this suddenly appearing young blood clan girl with confusion and uncertainty. After realizing her identity, they became even more cautious in their speech.
They even raised their voices from time to time to flatter Chloe.
Chloe thought they were sick in the head and simply said:
"It's my dad you should be flattering, not me. Why do you keep calling on me?"
"To be frank, I came here just to coax my dad. Otherwise, I wouldn't even look at you old geezers."
Because of Katherine's matter, Chloe didn't like these elders of the elven race.
They were nothing but a bunch of short-sighted, pedantic fools.
Hearing these words, the elven elders didn't dare to continue their flattery and could only turn their attention back to Xavier.
"Lord Ancestor, we understand your love for your daughter, but the Viper Group has committed evil for years and their whereabouts are hard to trace. For you to conduct such a large-scale search in our territory based on this reason alone, we really... can't feel at ease."
Long fingers lightly tapped the table as Xavier spoke calmly:
"But this is my will. I'm not interested in your elves' palm-sized territory."
"If I wanted it, I would have brought my army to kill you all long ago."
Xavier raised his eyes to look at them, his dark red eyes devoid of any emotion: "You should understand me. I've always acted on my whims. If I really wanted to dispatch troops, I certainly wouldn't come up with these strange reasons."
The corner of his lips curled into a smile: "Wouldn't it be simpler and more convenient, more in line with my aesthetic of doing things, to directly bring troops here to catch you off guard, surround and exterminate your race, and burn your city?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the elven elders stepped back in terror, cursing:
"Xavier, you're shameless!"
"It's just an analogy," Xavier sneered, "I thought you already knew I wasn't a good person."
Hearing this, Chloe had an epiphany.
She finally understood why she was so disliked by everyone. This personality, she was completely a copy of Xavier!
Maybe when Xavier was young, he was even more annoying than her!
Thinking of this, Chloe couldn't help but feel sorry for Xavier.
Poor thing, he must have been the kind of bad kid that teachers didn't like when he was in school.
Chloe was in a good mood. Finally, she stood up and placed her hands on Xavier's shoulders while he was calmly explaining that he was a beast.
She began to massage gently.
At that moment, an expression that could only be described as horrified appeared on Xavier's face.
