The sudden uninvited guest caused the atmosphere in the room to become extremely awkward.
Wang Teng and Little Purple Night had barbecued meat in their mouths. They were dumbfounded as they turned to look at the person in front of them.
That person was wrapped in a slightly tattered black cloak, the wide hood shrouding his face in shadow.
The faint red moonlight outside the window shone in from behind him, making his back appear even more mysterious.
Of course, if one ignored the fact that his body suddenly stiffened when he saw someone in the room, everything would be perfect.
It was a perfect intrusion, a perfect landing, and a pity that he was also discovered perfectly …
Wang Teng's eyes suddenly revealed a hint of interest. A light flashed in the depths of his eyes as he activated his Spiritual Sight. He immediately saw that this person was merely a 5-star soldier-level martial warrior.
Also, he had an aura similar to Little Purple Night's …
"Sorry, I've come to the wrong place!"
As if sensing Wang Teng's mocking gaze, a hoarse voice came from under the cloak. Then, he slowly got up and carefully retreated to the windowsill.
He could feel that his gaze was fixed on Viscount Snow, whom Wang Teng had transformed into, as if he was afraid that Wang Teng would suddenly attack him.
"Since you're already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Wang Teng smiled faintly.
Hearing this voice, the person under the black cloak narrowed his eyes. He sped up and wanted to jump out of the windowsill to escape.
However, at this moment, his entire body stiffened. He couldn't move at all!
He was shocked. He looked at the smiling Wang Teng and exclaimed, "What did you do??"
He felt as if his body was bound by an invisible force. He couldn't move at all.
That was Wang Teng's spiritual power!
"Tell me, what are you doing here?" Wang Teng ignored his question and asked him back.
"No, nothing. I just accidentally came here and disturbed your dinner. I'm very sorry, but that's all." The person in the black cloak was nervous, but he still said stubbornly.
"Haha!" Wang Teng sneered and decided to give him a cold shoulder. He turned his head and continued to eat.
Seeing that Little Zi Ye was still looking at him, he turned her head back. "Don't worry about him. Fill your stomach first!"
"Oh!" Zi Ye nodded and finally remembered the delicious food. He stuffed the barbecued meat into his mouth and ate it in big bites.
After getting along with him for a few days, Wang Teng gradually realized that this little thing was actually a foodie. Its stomach was not big, but it ate a lot.
The two of them ate faster than the other, as if they were afraid that the other would snatch all the food.
The rich aroma of food filled the room.
"Gu Gu!"
Suddenly, an extremely clear sound rang out in the room.
Wang Teng and Little Violet Night turned their heads in unison to look at a certain black-robed man standing upright in front of the window sill.
"He seems to be hungry!" Wang Teng said.
"Yes." Zi Ye nodded solemnly.
"Forget it. Don't worry about him. We don't even have enough for ourselves," Wang Teng said.
"Yes." Zi Ye nodded very seriously.
Thus, the two of them sped up and swept everything away. The barbecued meat and drinks on the table quickly disappeared.
"…"
Were these two guys demons?
The black-robed man was infuriated. He seriously suspected that coming here tonight was an extremely bad decision.
"Burp!"
"Burp!"
At that moment, he heard two very similar burps.
After Wang Teng and Little Zi Ye had eaten their fill, they came before the black-robed man and took off his hood, revealing a slightly pale and wrinkled old man's face.
When he saw his appearance, Wang Teng was slightly taken aback.
"A mixed-blood!"
"Lord Viscount, I really did not mean to intrude. Please be magnanimous and let me go. I can become your slave as long as you don't think I'm old." The mixed-blood old man revealed a humble expression and laughed dryly.
"Why does this old man look so shameless!" Wang Teng glanced at him. Although his expression was very humble, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, which could not be hidden from Wang Teng's eyes.
"Looks like you don't intend to tell the truth." Wang Teng smiled coldly, a red light flashing in his eyes.
"Oh no!" The mixed-blood old man immediately recognized the Blood Breeds' "Bewitchment" and was shocked. He quickly closed his eyes, trying to avoid Wang Teng's gaze.
Unfortunately, he still underestimated Wang Teng. If it was the real Viscount Snow, he would not be able to make him fall for the trick without making eye contact. However, Wang Teng's mental strength was too strong and pierced directly into his mind.
The elder screamed in agony. He was controlled by Wang Teng uncontrollably.
He opened his eyes. His pupils were dilated and he was at a loss.
"Tell me your purpose?" Wang Teng asked.
"I'm here to rescue the young mixed-blood," the old man said.
Wang Teng could not help but be stunned and glanced at Ziye.
This result was indeed out of his expectations.
Ziye heard this answer but did not have any reaction. He just stared blankly at the old man.
"What happens after you rescue them?" Wang Teng asked again.
"Gray Stone Town is Viscount Snow's territory. After rescuing the young mixed-blood, we can only escape to other places to survive," the old man said.
"How many of you are there?" Wang Teng's heart skipped a beat and asked.
"There are hundreds of mixed-blood living in Gray Stone Town, but many of them have been completely enslaved and are unwilling to leave," the old man said.
Wang Teng was silent for a moment, then asked a few more questions and removed the Bewitchment skill.
The old man woke up with a pale face and a splitting headache. He gradually understood what had happened and looked at Wang Teng in despair.
"I've been hiding for so many years. I didn't expect to fall into the hands of you Blood Breeds." The old man sighed and his face finally became extremely calm.
"He's not a Blood Breed," Ziye suddenly said.
"Not a Blood Breed? What a joke. How can Viscount Snow not be a Blood Breed?" The old man looked at Ziye and seemed to find her naivety laughable. "Don't be fooled by him. None of these mixed-blood breeds are good. They only treat us mixed-blood breeds as slaves and playthings."
"I have a question. How did someone like you, who foolishly barged into someone else's bedroom, survive until now?" Wang Teng asked teasingly.
The old man blushed. "It was an accident!"
"Forget it, I can't be bothered with you." Wang Teng shook his head and said, "But Ziye should stay with me. It's better than wandering around with you."
"Sir, she's still young. Please let her go." The old man looked at Ziye and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. He could not help but plead.
"…" Wang Teng was speechless.
Why did this sound so strange?!
Damn, was he the kind of person who would do bad things to a little kid?
There was no trust between people at all!
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