The little wife of the blood clan boss

Chapter 120 What's going on?

The man laughed loudly, probably feeling that this was both a reward from His Majesty and a response from his own king. He felt extremely proud, so he raised his head and drank the blood in the cup.

But the next second...

"Bah, bah, bah...!!!" He spit out the blood that had not yet been swallowed in his throat, with an extremely disgusting expression on his face.

"What do you mean!" Before he could speak, someone beside him immediately became unable to sit still. His tone was full of distress and anger: "Is this blood not worthy of you or what? If you don't like it, just give it to me. It's such a waste. Good blood!”

"No, it's not..." The man took the wine on the table and took a long sip, barely diluting the taste of blood in his mouth, "This is not the blood of a blood hunter at all, it tastes terrible!"

what? !

Everyone who originally wanted to taste the blood carefully stopped their movements and turned their eyes to him.

"Who else could this be if it didn't belong to Blood Hunter?" Another person came closer to the cup, smelled it carefully, and affirmed: "It's the smell of Blood Hunter. Although we haven't tasted blood for a long time, it doesn't matter. You can’t even recognize this. Besides, the blood hunter was dragged out in front of everyone, how could it be false? You are questioning His Majesty and the King!"

Questioning His Majesty and the King... This is a big crime.The man suddenly became anxious and said hurriedly: "I'm not lying, you will know after you try it yourself!"

Everyone took a sip of it doubtfully, and sure enough, they all showed the same disgusting and painful expressions as that person.

Just like people can eat chicken, duck, and fish leisurely and find them extremely delicious, but when encountering human blood, they will only feel horrible and disgusting.The same goes for vampires. They like delicious blood and feel repelled and disgusted by the blood of their own kind.

"This, this, this..." Everyone was in disbelief. After looking at each other, they all turned their attention to Zorosius in the main seat, trying to find an explanation.

Zorosius replied without changing his face: "The person who sacrificed blood is not my king."

With one sentence, all the blame was turned on Ashekt.After all, he was the one who proposed the blood hunt as a gift before, so if the problem arises now, it naturally has something to do with him.

"Dare I ask Wang, what's going on?" You asked directly, unable to hold back his temper.

Everyone thought that the one who was dragged down at first was a blood hunter, but now what was brought to them was the blood of the same race. Someone must have changed it in the middle.But why should we replace the good ones?Those with a bright mind can't help but wonder if the people who were brought up at the beginning were the vampires. In fact, there was no blood hunter at all. It was just a deliberate disguise made by the king to save his face.

For a moment, everyone had different looks.

Ashekt wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.Is this a deliberate trap set by Zorosius?Probably no one would believe it. When did the leader of the dignified secret party like such childish and boring tricks?
But fortunately, this round will only lead to more disgraceful deeds on his part, and his chatting with others after dinner will not cause him any substantial losses.What Zorosius did was really a bit redundant.

But Ashekt did not relax his vigilance because of this. Although he did not know Zorosius well, he also knew that this was by no means a master who was easy to mess with.Rather than saying that he has the leisure to play such boring tricks, it is better to say that this is just the beginning, and the real highlight is still to come.

After all, it has been so long since he arrived and he has yet to reveal his true purpose.

(End of this chapter)