Chapter 107: Saving the Tsundere, Ruthless Blood Hunter 02

Wo er ke sat lazily on the throne, his gloomy handsome face flushed with drunkenness, a hint of haze appearing, holding a blood pet in his arms.

Chu Tang and Chu Yun sat respectively on the two sides.

One had a delicate, cold complexion, though his face was somewhat pallid.

The other had a ruddy complexion, obviously pampered, yet felt a hint of anger from the interaction of the two on the throne.

Chu Yun bit his lip, quite dissatisfied.

Yesterday he said he liked me…… today he openly dotes on another in front of me, Wo er ke really is a big bastard!

Seeming to sense Chu Yun's gaze, Wo er ke chuckled a few times, his teasing eyes looking at him.

"Not happy?"

Chu Yun gritted his teeth, ignored him, turned away.

Full of grievance, unable to bear it.

Chu Tang rolled his eyes.

Two psychos.

Wo er ke threw the blood pet to the ground, completely not treating him as a person, as if he were merely an object that could be casually killed and discarded.

That blood pet seemed accustomed to such treatment, meekly rising from the ground and retreating from the hall.

Wo er ke walked over to Chu Yun, pinched his chin, forcing him to look at him, "After such a long cold war, aren't you suffering?"

"Don't meddle!"

Chu Yun again wanted to turn his face away.

"So headstrong, have you considered your brother's feelings?"

Wo er ke laughed lowly, then suddenly stretched out five fingers toward Chu Tang.

The golden decorative objects in the hall were sucked into his palm, then lunged at Chu Tang's chest.

Even though prepared, Chu Tang now had to pretend to be a powerless human, could only endure it bare, slightly turning his body to avoid the vital point.

The golden object pierced his chest, the original wound not yet healed, adding another injury; Chu Tang spat out a mouthful of blood, trembling fingertips pulling the object out, his chest instantly showing a blood hole.

He lifted his eyes, coldly gazing at the two, hatred surging in his pupils.

"Tsk……"

Wo er ke's eyes suddenly shifted slightly.

He suddenly realized that this person, who originally seemed bland, took on a different flavor when stained with blood.

Although Chu Yun looked anxious, his gaze did not fall on the bleeding Chu Tang; he only gripped Wo er ke's arm tightly.

"You can't hurt my brother!"

"Bang——"

The splendid main gate of the main hall was kicked open.

The three all glanced sideways to look.

"Lansiluote?"

Wo er ke narrowed his eyes dangerously, "What are you doing coming to my place?"

【Detected the world's plot villain, currently Blackening Value 95, mission requirement: clear Blackening Value, change the villain's tragic ending.】

0731 sighed, 【Oh dear, oh dear, Little Pitiful One suffered a serious injury!】

Jin Chen looked at Chu Tang, his eyes flashing with pity.

However, considering this world's wife's personality, he did not go directly over.

He glanced at Wo er ke.

Wo er ke really didn't understand what Lansiluote meant, "It seems you forgot the Honored Guest Edict, entering my castle without first presenting a visiting card."

Anyway, the original owner was a violent, cold madman; Jin Chen also conveniently went along with it.

He held in his hand an excuse he'd just found on the road, a wolf already on the brink of death.

He threw it onto the ground.

"This is your gift."

Wo er ke:??

He looked at the wolf on the ground, then back at Lansiluote, practically writing 'you're sick' on his face.

"It's not even a full‑moon night; what wind are you catching?"

Jin Chen ignored him, his icy eyes sweeping over Chu Yun and Chu Tang's faces, as if making a choice.

Finally, the crescent‑moon blade pointed at Chu Tang.

"As a return gift, he gave him to me."

Chu Tang lowered his eyes, doubt flashing in his pupils.

Prince Lansiluote, he naturally had long heard of him, blood‑thirsty, violently cold, famous for hating all humans including blood pets.

How could he suddenly want to take me away?

Seeing Wo er ke disagree, Jin Chen's crescent‑moon blade aimed at him, his eyes suddenly turning extremely fierce.

"Are you crazy…… wait, you want a blood slave?"

Wo er ke seemed to have heard some huge joke.

He laughed to himself for a while.

Only then did he sneer, "Lansiluote, you're famous for hating all humans, even finding sucking blood disgusting."

"Now you actually come to me asking for a blood slave?"

Jin Chen couldn't possibly say it's because this is my wife, right?

He continued to maintain his crazy persona.

The crescent moon blade mercilessly slashed at Wo'erkè, but he dodged it.

Wo'erkè smashed the ornament beside him with a flip of his hand, his gaze shifting as a flash of golden light appeared—a sign that the blood clan was about to attack.

But then he thought of something, glanced at Chutang, and regained his composure.

Chuyun was very close to that ornament, frightened out of his wits, he fell back into his chair and let out a scream.

Wo'erkè now truly realized that Lansiluote was once again in a frenzy period.

A blood slave on either side—giving him one was no trouble at all.

Letting Lansiluote break his precepts might actually be beneficial.

Wo'erkè thought, 'Then take him away; this person's temperament is fierce—you'd better tame him well.'

His tone was lighthearted.

Jin Chen endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back.

The blade's illusory light slashed at Wo'erkè again.

He dodged immediately, flying into a complete rage.

'Lansiluote! Don't go crazy here—get out!'

Jin Chen walked over to Chutang with a blank expression.

Looking at the hole in his chest, already gradually healing from the blood hunt internal force, his mood finally eased a little.

Chutang also remained silent, watching him cautiously and coldly.

Yet there was no resistance.

Having nearly uncovered all the secrets of this castle, being able to go to Lansiluote's castle was an unexpected gain.

It's just a pity that he'd have to endure some torment again.

Jin Chen reached out, picked up Chutang, and glanced at the two of them.

One hand holding the crescent blade as he left, the other hand holding Chutang as he left.

Chuyun frowned, not really understanding why this had happened.

Lansiluote had taken Chutang away—so his and his father's plan……

'Hmph, lunatic.'

Wo'erkè cursed a few times and summoned the servants to come clean up.

——

Jin Chen flew back to the castle holding Chutang.

As he approached the castle, the castle steward Xisen sensed his presence and came out to greet him.

Seeing the prince holding a human boy in his arms, Xisen's wooden expression cracked, his heart greatly shaken.

Prince Lansiluote actually brought back a human!

Prince Lansiluote actually took an interest in humans!

Human! That's a human!

The species Prince Lansiluote despises most!

After a few seconds of surprise, Xisen regained his composure.

Calm, the high-and-noble steward never overreacted.

'Your Highness, good night.'

Xisen gave a gentleman's salute.

'Is this the blood slave you brought back?'

Jin Chen couldn't easily say what Chutang's status was, but he didn't want to label him a 'slave'.

He murmured softly, 'Human friend, go prepare a room.'

Human!! Friend!!

Can these two words ever appear together in their castle!

Xisen's heart was again in turmoil, but the high-and-noble steward never showed it on his face.

'All right, Your Highness.'

The guards opened the castle's Main Gate to welcome Jin Chen.

Lansiluote was naturally cold-hearted; after being given a stimulant, he became even more violent, so all the guards and servants in the castle were extra careful, fearing that a single mistake could cost them their lives.

Chutang's forehead beaded with nervous sweat as he looked at Jin Chen, feeling somewhat puzzled.