QWAPMP Chapter 12

Chapter Twelve: Werewolf Male Supporting Character

In the ballroom, all the blood races’ gazes were fixed on Hill Prince, without exception, scrutinizing him.

What kind of ability did Elina have to invite this Prince?

The person who was originally supposed to be by the Earl’s side had changed from Chen Ran to Elina.

Behind the guests, Chen Ran watched this scene with cold eyes, his finger joints clenching hard, making a crisp cracking sound.

A vampire, Yan Ye was actually a vampire, and the highest-ranking vampire among the blood race.

Undeniably, in the hour since discovering Yan Ye was a vampire, he hadn’t stopped wondering if the vampire from that year was Yan Ye.

But remembering the gaze of that vampire from that year and Yan Ye’s gaze, Chen Ran dismissed this suspicion.

The banquet continued, Elina intentionally or unintentionally making gestures that caused misunderstandings.

When someone asked about her relationship with the Prince, Elina didn’t explain, but covered her mouth with a light chuckle, lowering her eyes to smile while looking at Yan Ye not far away.

Yan Ye sat in a high position, his eyes lowered indifferently, hand propping his chin, his gaze passing through the people in the ballroom, staring directly at the male lead.

At this moment, someone, no one knew who, took the lead in raising their cup and said, “Congratulations to the Prince on your awakening. To celebrate your return, I have prepared a gift for you.”

The speaker raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and two lower-ranking vampires brought in two young people using chains.

Their faces were full of panic, their mouths were stuffed with cloth, unable to speak, their throats making muffled sounds, seemingly wanting to call for help.

As soon as they entered the ballroom and saw that the hall was full of vampires, these two widened their pupils, becoming even more scared inside.

“Your Highness the Prince, these two are young people, their blood is fresh and sweet, please enjoy it, Prince.”

No one knew who leaked the information that the Prince would attend Elina’s banquet this time, so these people prepared gifts in advance to curry favor with the Prince.

For the blood race, the blood of living humans was the best gift.

Not many people prepared gifts this time, because Elina had invited the Prince several times before, but the Prince never came in the end.

This time, only a minority believed the Prince would come, so there weren’t many gift-givers.

Seeing that someone had started giving gifts, others who were prepared also told their Blood Thralls to bring up the gifts.

Suddenly, seven or eight more humans appeared in the ballroom. They all knew who they were being given to and looked at the blood race seated high up, their faces pale with fright.

“Since they are all given to this King, this King will not be polite.” Yan Ye looked at the Blood Thralls who followed him. “Find two cars and send them back to the Castle first.”

Yan Ye didn’t have the habit of drinking human blood, and he also knew that if he refused to accept these girls, they would still die by being drained of blood.

It was better to take them back to the Castle as servants.

The Castle was too big, and cleaning it was laborious, so having more people was also good.

Furthermore, he should also let Anna know that she wasn’t special in his heart.

Yan Ye thought ruthlessly, a faint smile outlining his lips.

The Prince smiled, it seemed he was very satisfied with their gifts.

The blood race who gave gifts thought to themselves.

The blood race who didn’t give gifts regretted it immensely.

Chen Ran observed coldly, but his fists were quietly clenched.

So, Yan Ye was no different from those other blood races.

By leveraging Hill Prince’s influence, Elina regained her father’s approval, which made her quite arrogant.

In their family, there would soon be a female Earl.

The banquet hadn’t ended, but Yan Ye left early.

Not long after he left, Chen Ran also quietly left the ballroom.

“Drive slower.” Yan Ye opened his eyes and suddenly said.

The servant driving slowed down the car and slowly drove onto a gloomy road.

The moonlight was faintly visible, and the shadows on the ground flickered between light and dark.

The servant saw someone appear on the road, his eyes calm and unwavering, and was about to run over the person.

It was Yan Ye who spoke up to stop the car, and the servant stepped on the brakes at a distance of one step away from the person.

Yan Ye had long anticipated that the male lead would come looking for him, which was why he told the servant to drive slower, precisely to wait for him to catch up.

The car door was opened by the servant. Yan Ye had no intention of getting out, but sat in the car, slightly tilting his head to look at Chen Ran. “You’re not too late.”

Any later, and the car would have left this road, and Yan Ye wouldn’t have stopped.

He didn’t like waiting for people much.

Chen Ran’s clenched fists slowly relaxed, and he looked at him with fixed eyes. “You are the Prince? What was your purpose in approaching me back then?”

He never expected that the person he casually helped back then would be a high-ranking and powerful Prince among the blood race.

If he was a Prince, how could he be unable to defeat a few hooligans!

Yan Ye sat with his long legs crossed, fingers interlaced on his knees, his gaze filled with pity. “Nan Ni has been looking for you.” He paused. “And her mother.”

Over the years, wherever there was news of the blood race, there was Nan Ni’s shadow.

Chen Ran’s eyes slowly filled with sadness because of these words.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to find Nan Ni, but that he didn’t dare and couldn’t. He was afraid of implicating her.

Elina was coveting him fiercely, and if she found out about Nan Ni, she would likely try to kill her.

Chen Ran’s struggle was evident on his face. Yan Ye watched for a moment, then sighed in his heart. “What are you running from? What happened back then?”

Chen Ran lowered his head in silence, his red eyes flickering.

“Did you kill Nan Ni’s mother?” Yan Ye asked.

Chen Ran suddenly looked up, blurting out anxiously, “It wasn’t me, I didn’t kill her.”

After saying this, he realized his emotions had changed too much and fell silent again.

Yan Ye advised, “You should find Nan Ni and say this to her.”

As long as the male lead used his words, there wouldn’t be so much dramatic nonsense, and their relationship wouldn’t be so easily broken apart by the male supporting character.

Chen Ran thought of something, shook his head, and turned away sadly. “I have no face to see her.” He had turned Aunt Nan into something neither human nor ghost, what face did he have to see Nan Ni?

Chen Ran deeply regretted turning Nan Ni’s mother into a vampire on impulse back then.

And because of this, he had never had the courage to find Nan Ni.

Seeing that he couldn’t persuade him, Yan Ye lightly waved his hand, telling the servant to close the car door.

As he left, he smiled faintly. “Nan Ni is a hunter now. If you don’t explain clearly to her, your misunderstanding will only deepen.”

Chen Ran stood stunned for a long time. Until the car was out of sight and the moon had hidden behind the clouds, the words Yan Ye had just said kept repeating in his mind: “Nan Ni is a hunter now…”

In the Castle, the girls who had been sent back shivered, huddled together for warmth.

Song Xiao, for some unknown reason, observed them with a forced smile.

Anna was also looking at these girls. Beneath her gentle gaze was fear and unease.

Why did Master bring back so many girls at once?

“You say you were gifts for the Prince?” Song Xiao asked gloomily, his eyes very unfriendly, as if he wanted to eat someone.

The girls all thought he was also a vampire, terrified, their voices trembling, afraid that if they didn’t answer they would immediately be drained of blood. “Yes, we all are.”

Song Xiao snorted, coldly glanced at them a few times, and mocked, “So many? Aren’t you afraid of being stuffed to death?”

However, it was also strange, having known this old immortal old man for so long, he didn’t seem to have ever drunk human blood.

Was human blood good? Or was werewolf blood better than human blood?

Song Xiao thought unhappily. If he had the chance, he would find out which one was better.

As soon as Yan Ye returned, he saw Song Xiao making people shiver with fear. He stood at the doorway and watched for a while. Later, because the girls’ crying was too noisy, he had the servants take these people away and also told them what they should do while staying in the Castle from now on.

When Anna learned that these people were all going to be servants in the Castle, she felt a bit bitter. She actually wished the King would send them away.

Having one girl with former human blood in the Castle was enough.

Song Xiao was originally also unhappy that the old immortal old man had so many people serving him, but seeing Anna unhappy, he started smiling.

He always felt that this person named Anna was in love with the old immortal old man.

Yan Ye took off his formal wear and said to the two, “You should both go rest.”

Anna instinctively wanted to go help him with his formal wear, her hand reached out, but was subtly rejected by Yan Ye.

Song Xiao watched and really wanted to howl at the moon to express his current mood.

After the girls were all arranged, the next day Yan Ye saw them in the Castle wearing servant clothes, diligently cleaning the Castle.

These people were still afraid when they saw him, always wishing to stay far away from him. Only after some time did they slowly get used to it.

Song Xiao lay on the long chair, a piece of grass in his mouth, glancing at the man drinking tea, then glancing at the girl secretly watching the man, and pursed his lips. “Old immortal old man, that pretty young lady is secretly watching you again.” He was talking about Anna.

Whenever Yan Ye was drinking tea in the garden, Anna would secretly hide in a corner and peek at him.

And only Song Xiao would appear directly in front of him and call him ‘old immortal old man’ without restraint.

It had been half a month. If Song Xiao still didn’t know Anna’s feelings for Yan Ye, he would be foolish.

Yan Ye didn’t answer, so Song Xiao mocked, “Attracting bees and butterflies.”

After saying that, he even snatched Yan Ye’s cup, drank it all in one gulp, and wondered, “How come I’ve never seen you drink blood?”

He had lived here for half a month and had never seen Yan Ye drink blood. He was really intensely curious.

Yan Ye stared at the black tea cup he had finished drinking from. After Song Xiao finished drinking, he belatedly noticed Yan Ye’s gaze. “Why are you staring at me? It’s just a cup of tea, I’ll pour you another one.”

Song Xiao quickly helped him pour another cup of black tea, using the same cup he had just drunk from.

The person opposite him blinked a pair of clear black and white eyes at him. Those lively eyeballs seemed to be saying, I’ve returned it to you, hurry and drink it!

Yan Ye stared at those eyes for two seconds. He placed the cup back in front of Song Xiao, his tone flat. “It’s just a cup of tea, I can afford it.”

Song Xiao looked at the black tea that was pushed back, a hint of a smile showing in his cunning eyes. His finger traced the rim of the cup that his lips had touched. He looked up at the person who had already gotten up to leave. “I wonder, compared to fresh blood, which one does the Prince prefer?”

Blood has always had a fatal allure for the blood race. Yan Ye didn’t even want to answer such nonsense from Song Xiao.

As he stepped down the stairs, Anna’s panicked and helpless gaze met his.

Yan Ye’s departing steps paused.

Song Xiao walked over from behind, intentionally putting his hand on his shoulder, his cheek slightly turned, lowering his head to whisper mockingly into Yan Ye’s ear, “Is this young lady’s blood good to drink?”

Song Xiao hadn’t just been idling in the Castle these past few days. He had spent a few days finding out from the servants that Anna was brought to the Castle by their Prince.

Including the fact that Anna was actually a human before.

Seeing that he had no reaction, Song Xiao didn’t give up, and said in a low voice, “I also want to taste it.”

Yan Ye’s eyelid lifted. He clasped the wrist on his shoulder with a crisp crack of bone, followed by Song Xiao’s cry of pain.

[Author’s note]: I’m back,