Her eyes, filled with displeasure and authority, fixed on Xiao Cangqing with a cold, blade-like stare.
"No, no, no, I wasn't questioning you. You misunderstood me."
Xiao Cangqing, who had been rambling on confidently, noticed Ye Lingyun's icy expression.
He froze as if struck by lightning and immediately snapped to his senses.
Tiny beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. Soaked in a cold sweat, his hair was slightly disheveled.
He forced a smile that looked more like a grimace and explained hurriedly, "You're the head of the Vampire Clan. Of course, you call all the shots."
His words were filled with sycophancy and awe.
His body trembled uncontrollably, as if he feared Ye Lingyun would suddenly deliver a harsh punishment.
A pitch-black bat, like an Elf of the night,
came fluttering in from the vast, boundless sky outside the window.
Agile and swift, it traced a black arc through the air before
landing steadily on Ye Lingyun's elegant shoulder.
