Chapter 5

After Lyse became the acting clan leader, Fanzhuo's status in the vampire clan became transcendental. It was not that other clans held them in high regard, but they consciously took on the responsibilities of mediating, assisting, and connecting with other clans.

Since it was free, other clans naturally had no objections.

Therefore, it was not surprising that members of the Fanzhuo clan appeared here in Oceania.

He had changed into a dark blue long coat, tied a checkered silk scarf, and before leaving, he also took a gentleman's hat in the same color as his clothes.

"Messillon said," This scarf suits you very well. "

Oceania paused his footsteps, as if thinking of something, turned back, smiled slightly at him, and said, "My lover said the same thing." Without waiting for the other party's response, he strode away.

...

Messillon was shocked.

His employer actually had a lover.

And the lover of his employer actually said that the scarf suited him well.

Aren't cats only supposed to meow meow meow?

...

Could it be that the employer's lover is not a cat?!!

The gathering was held in an open space in the forest.

Torchs were inserted on the tree trunks, and a bonfire was burning on the ground. The advanced blood clans sat on oak chairs in three columns according to their seniority and clan camps, with the Dark Party, the Magic Party, and the Neutral Party clearly distinguished.

Low-level blood clans carried wine bottles and shuttled among the blood clans.

They bowed their heads and only dared to observe the needs of these guests with the corner of their eyes.

Oceania twitched his nose, and the wine bottles and glasses emitted a slightly nauseating smell of blood mixed with alcohol, probably from the blood of Caucasians.

He lacked interest.

A seventh-generation blood clan came over to request an invitation.

Oceania handed him the invitation.

"He is my guest." Winston, sitting in the upper position of the Dark Party, stood up, but before he took a step, he was pulled back by the blood clan sitting next to him.

Oceania lifted his head and met the other party's gaze.

The other party was slightly stunned, with a hint of doubt and vigilance in his eyes.

"Edwin." Winston twitched his hand awkwardly and whispered, "I am the host of this meeting."

Edwin moved his gaze back to his lover, who he had painstakingly won over, his cold eyes softened, overflowing with tenderness, and reluctantly let go of his hand, "Hmm. Keep up the good work."

Winston breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that Edwin would suddenly have a seizure, like Macavity going crazy, and not care about the occasion.

Oceania was very tactful and sat down on the vacant seat of the Dark Party without waiting for an invitation.

The blood clan next to him turned his head to look at him, somewhat surprised, "Genghis?" Since Oceania disappeared, the Genghis clan in the human world had fallen and it had been a long time since any high-level blood clan had appeared.

Oceania touched the bone ring on his finger and smiled.

Winston walked to the edge of the open space and said, "We are gathered here because we realize that a terrible conspiracy is happening, but we are powerless to stop it. We need the protection of Wang Xiaoming."

This was also the reason why Winston, as a sixth-generation vampire, presided over the meeting.

He has an unusual relationship with the Wang Xiaoming.

"So, we must follow the rules here," Winston continued, "and not cause any trouble for the Wang Xiaoming." Bal had already issued a warning, conveyed politely yet clearly by Pripri, that if they didn't follow Bal's orders, they would be evicted from Blythe Castle.

"Just passively provide refuge?" A member of Leesinburg said discontentedly. "When the enemy is strong, we become cowardly! When the executioner swings his blade to harvest our heads, we should hide our heads like ostriches! What about the dignity of the blood clan? Is it to be insulted under the threat of death? To be doomed in the shadow of fear?"

"Please calm down," Winston said.

"Do you need me to recite the list of the dead calmly?" He stood up excitedly and recited the names of the blood clans who had died during this time. From England to France, from Germany to Italy, from Belgium to Switzerland...

The long list of names made many blood clans present suck in a breath of cold air. They had heard the bad news, but no one had put all the pieces together.

Winston rubbed his temples with a headache.

Did he not want to catch the killer?

If he could, he would.

After learning the killer's identity, he temporarily dismissed the unrealistic idea. He knew very well the weight of this newly baked second-generation in battle, which was absolutely insufficient. His guardian was powerful, but not easy to talk to.

In this situation, they could only take it step by step.

"At a time like this, shouldn't we ask Lady Lyse to come out and make a decision?" A member of Jimmy's family, another demon family who had the same opinion as Leesinburg, spoke up.

Watching his lover being harassed, Edwin finally stood up.

As soon as he stood up, the atmosphere on the scene became tense.

Madman Macavity, this concept was deeply rooted in the heart of every blood clan, so when they saw members of the Macavity family, their nerves involuntarily tightened.

Edwin behaved very elegantly, coupled with his outstanding appearance, he looked very likable, but the words he spoke were not likable: "The passage to the Blood Clan world has been closed."

Only a few blood clans present knew about this news, and the other blood clans immediately began to discuss it.

"When did this happen?"

"Why did this happen?"

"Have we been abandoned?"

"What happened to the Blood Clan world?"

A panic was spreading.

Winston looked at Edwin helplessly. The blood clans were already panicking, and he didn't want to announce this news so soon.

"Whatever happens," Lawrence Fanzhuo spoke up, "we must first protect ourselves and get through this difficult time."

Leesinburg and Jimmy's family fell silent.

The situation was obvious.

Either stay here under the protection of the Wang Xiaoming, or leave. The outcome of leaving was likely to end up in hell.

Winston looked gratefully at Lawrence.

Edwin's mouth drooped as he coldly stared at the back of Lawrence's head. He had not forgotten who had helped Winston escape from him.

Lawrence looked at Winston and silently thought to himself: Don't look back, can't look back, never look back...

"Cough," Winston said, "Wang Xiaoming has made a request of everyone. If you want to stay, you must follow the rules of Wang Xiaoming." His gaze swept over several skeptical eyes and he hesitated before changing his words, "Represent your clans and state your position."

"What do you mean by 'state your position'?" asked Leesinburg.

"Whether to leave or stay."

Winston knew that the consequences of angering Bar were severe, so tonight he had to make sure that all the blood clans reached a consensus, and not allow any ambiguity to pass.

Lawrence exchanged a few glances with other members of Fanzhuo clan and took the lead in stating, "The Fanzhuo clan is willing to follow the orders of Wang Xiaoming!"

"Macavity, stay."

"Tolito is willing to stay."

"Jovan is willing to stay."

"Genghis is willing to stay."

...

All eyes looked over.

Oceania remained calm.

"Genghis?"

The eighth generation blood clan did not have the qualifications to attend this gathering, so other clans thought that there was no representative of Genghis present. Although this blood clan had Genghis' aura, why couldn't they see that he was a multi-generation blood clan?

Their gaze fell on the bone ring on Oceania's left hand.

"You are..." Lawrence looked at Oceania and felt familiar somehow.

Oceania smiled, "Oceania."

The forest fell silent.

They looked at each other, as if asking each other, "Did you just hear what I heard?" The other person's equally surprised expression gave the best answer.

Their ears were not wrong.

The name that just came out of Genghis' mouth was indeed...

Oceania.

That legendary name.

The story of Oceania and Ansbillis was widely circulated among the blood clans.

There were only two core points:

One, how crazy Ansbillis was.

Two, how unlucky Oceania was.

If Ansbillis wasn't crazy, how could he fall in love with someone he was chasing and killing?

If Oceania wasn't unlucky, how could he still be chased after they fell in love?

And now, this unlucky blood clan had become a legend before their eyes.

He was perfectly healthy with a rosy complexion... it was simply too healthy to be scientific.

In addition, they realized one more thing.

He was a fourth generation.

The second only to the third generation elders.

Compared to Wang Xiaoming, who was still a child in terms of blood age, and Oceania, who had been able to survive against the terrifyingly crazy Macavity clan for so many years, of course, Oceania seemed more reliable.

Their gaze towards Oceania suddenly became eager.

However, Oceania paid no attention to it.

After he stated his position, he sat quietly in the corner, continuing to play the "scarf-wearing pretty boy" game.

The position statement ended quickly, and all thirteen clans expressed their desire to stay.

Winston nodded in satisfaction and announced the task assigned by Wang Xiaoming: "Remove the weeds and plant flowers."