Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 347: Qin Ruan’s identity is noble, her status is equivalent to their Satan

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Qin Ruan’s identity is noble, her status is equivalent to their Satan

Donald coldly stared at Mr. Huo the Third: "What are you trying to imply?"

The Third Master’s eyes gleamed with pity and compassion. "I do not wish to disturb the peace we’ve maintained for centuries."

"Are you scared?"

Donald raised an evilly arched eyebrow. His handsome, devilish features seemed veiled in mystery as his sarcastic, indifferent remark resonated in the cool air.

"Never feared, only for those who overestimate their abilities." The Third Master’s profound, pitch-black eyes shone with impenetrable light, his handsome face cloaked in a noble and proud expression. The words he spoke radiated with pure dominance.

Red light flickered in Donald’s eyes, and the intent to kill filled them. "Are you not afraid that I’ll kill you?"

"I fear you don’t dare to touch me." The Third Master played with the lustrous, ripe Buddha Beads around his wrist. His tone remained calm and unhurried, yet brimming with provocation.

Be it the Bolin Family, or the Rasambo Family are not to be feared by the Huo Family."

Donald bared his sharp teeth.

Seeing the vampire eyeing the Third Master with murderous intent, without respecting any territorial boundaries, Qin Ruan was instantly enraged.

She pushed aside her second elder brother and sent him to Josh, then stepped up to shield the Third Master while coldly staring at Donald.

"You ought to know your place. Whether you’re a western demonic creature or an oriental puppet, if you can’t clearly see your situation, I don’t mind sending you on a journey to the Netherworld."

Donald knew Qin Ruan was no simple woman. He stared at this immature yet beautiful oriental girl, slowly closing his mouth, retracting some of his overwhelming arrogance.

He had approached Qin Ruan earlier intending to negotiate with her, not wishing her to meddle in his affairs.

This woman’s identity was prestigious, her position equivalent to their Satan.

Donald gently bowed to Qin Ruan with even greater nobility than before.

With good breeding emanating from him, he spoke to Qin Ruan in a warm voice, "I have no intention of sparking a war. As for the matter between the Bolin Family and my Rasambo Family, I kindly request that outsiders do not interfere."

Qin Ruan turned her gaze to the Third Master, seeking his opinion.

Master Huo the Third tenderly circled Qin Ruan’s waist and brought her to his side. This action declared his sovereignty over her in front of Donald, while also keeping young Qin Ruan away from prying vampire eyes.

With cold eyes, Mr. Huo the Third stared at Donald. His clear and cold voice hid his displeasure, "As long as it has nothing to do with our interests, no one cares about your affairs."

"I understand." Donald rose to his feet and nodded slightly to both of them.

All this commotion had attracted quite a crowd.

The members of the Huo Family and the Bolin Family arrived in succession.

Master Huo the Third and Qin Ruan blocked the door, preventing anyone from entering.

Donald took a cold look at Nicholas, who lay sprawled on the floor. His eyes cached in the fury and murder quickly disappeared, and the undead slowly vanished into the room.

"Nicholas!"

A tall figure rushed into the room. Seeing Nicholas bloody and prone on the floor, she couldn’t help but cry out.

Her strikingly red, long hair fluttered past Master Huo the Third and Qin Ruan, as she rushed towards Nicholas.

It was Leslie, Nicholas’ sister.

She knelt on the floor, cradling Nicholas on her lap and continuously shouting his name. "Nicholas, wake up, Nicholas?"

Upon hearing their young master was in danger, Bolin Family’s bodyguards and wizards swarmed into the room.

Master Huo the Third held Qin Ruan around the waist and walked towards the house. As they were leaving, they saw Huo Yirong leaning against the hallway wall, looking extremely tired.

Huo Yirong rubbed his brow, his eyes half-closed, his voice lazy. "Is it the vampire ghost?"

Master Huo the Third spoke in a deep voice, "It’s a member of the Rasambo Family."

Huo Yirong’s fatigue momentarily disappeared at these words. "So brutal?"

The Rasambo Family, a nobility of vampires, are notoriously cruel. If anyone dares to enrage them, they will face the wrath of the entire family.

The Bolin Family is unfortunate to have caught their attention.

Huo Yirong couldn’t help but sympathize with his friend Nicholas. The Bolin Family was truly in a spot this time.

He asked, "How is Nicholas?"

The Grandfather’s voice was cold, "He won’t die."

Despite being cold-blooded, Huo Yirong, who had been classmates with Nicholas, couldn’t help but worry, "I fear he might be close to death."

"As long as he doesn’t die in Capital City." The Grandfather’s beautiful and fine face was cold, his tone flat.

His heart and feelings were cold, revealing the chilly nature of the Huo Family.

Huo Yirong had grown used to this, but Qin Ruan showed a slight surprise.

Lord Huo focused his gaze on Qin Ruan, asking, "What does my sister think?"

Qin Ruan frowned, "If they’re not honest, nobody can help."

Huo Yirong caught the hint in her words, curiosity showing on his handsome face, "Is there something more to this?"

Qin Ruan covered her mouth and yawned tiredly, her voice lazily stating, "The woman who just went in is pregnant. She’s carrying a little vampire."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yirong and Huo Yunjiao exchanged glances. Their eyes dimmed slightly, and their expressions grew solemn.

The Rasambo Family members were few due to their disdain for humans. They did not turn them into their own kind, resulting in a lack of new family members over the centuries.

If Leslie was carrying a child of the Rasambo Family, it’s no wonder the Bolin Family is being watched.

This child is incredibly precious to the Rasambo Family.

The Grandfather’s eyelids drooped slightly, noticing the tear stains being wiped from Qin Ruan’s eyes.

He ruffled Qin Ruan’s hair, asking softly, "Tired?"

Qin Ruan nodded, "I didn’t get enough sleep."

"We’ll continue sleeping when we get back."

The Grandfather placed his hand on Qin Ruan’s shoulder, instructing Huo Yirong, "You keep an eye on things here. Ask Leslie what they’re up to. I’ll take Ruanruan to rest."

"Go ahead."

After watching them leave, Huo Yirong turned towards Qin Mei and the blood-stained and disheveled Josh.

Josh gripped Qin Mei’s arm, downplaying his presence, fearing the wrath of his cousin.

However, to his surprise, his cousin’s demeanor was rather friendly.

Huo Yirong spoke softly to the two, "Go and get some rest. We’ll head back tomorrow."

He didn’t have the energy to question them and stepped into the room filled with the smell of blood.

Leslie had breathed a sigh of relief knowing her brother was okay, holding Nicholas’s head on her lap while the wizard of the Bolin Family checked him.

Seeing their cousin enter the room and not intending to sort himself out first, Josh quickly disappeared with Qin Mei.

In the room,

Huo Yirong stood at the door, watching the Bolin Family’s wizard chanting and circling around Nicholas with great interest in his eyes.

Leslie looked up. Her eyes, similar to Nicholas’s, glared at Huo Yirong with fierce resentment.

She asked with a resentful tone, "Aren’t you and Nicholas friends? Why did you stand by and watch him get hurt? Is this how you Easterners treat your friends?"

Huo Yirong shrugged at her, responding casually, "I presume Miss Leslie saw me outside just now. I had just arrived."

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