The day of the banquet had arrived. Luo Wei adjusted his formal attire in front of the mirror before shifting his gaze to Helena’s reflection. Those large blue eyes had been fixed on him the entire time. With a smile, he asked, “Well, what do you think?”
Helena couldn’t tear her eyes away from her brother. Beaming with pride, she exclaimed, “Brother, you look amazing! No one at the banquet will be as handsome as you!”
“That’s just the bias of family affection,” Luo Wei chuckled, shaking his head. “The Vampire Clan is full of beautiful men and women. Your brother would just blend into the crowd.”
“No way!” Helena huffed. “Those people look like they’ve been dead for a month—pale and creepy. What’s so attractive about that? I still prefer someone like you!”
As they chatted, Evelyn finally emerged from the dressing room after taking her time.
“What are you two talking about?”
Luo Wei turned to her, and his expression instantly turned awestruck.
Evelyn wore an elegant black evening gown, cinched at the waist with a deep purple sash that accentuated her slender figure and graceful curves.
Noticing Luo Wei’s reaction, Evelyn smirked in satisfaction. She approached him gracefully and extended her hand.
“These heels are hard to walk in, Xiao Wei. You’ll have to hold my hand.”
“Of course.” Luo Wei gently took her hand like a gentleman.
As Evelyn drew closer, Luo Wei’s gaze grew bolder—lingering on her swan-like neck, delicate collarbone, and the deep, alluring cleavage framed by the gown.
His captivated expression only deepened Evelyn’s smug smile. She leaned in, her eyes shimmering with mischief.
“So, Xiao Wei, how do I look?”
A faint, intoxicating fragrance teased his senses, stirring a fiery desire in him—so intense that he almost wanted to tear that beautiful dress right off her.
“You’re stunning, teacher,” he admitted honestly.
“What about me, brother?” Helena stomped over, pouting.
The two turned to her, and Luo Wei patted her head affectionately. “Helena, you’re beautiful too.”
Helena’s outfit was the complete opposite of Evelyn’s—a white dress with a pink hair clip, puffy sleeves, and little leather shoes, making her look like an adorable little princess.
Evelyn had carefully picked this outfit to suit Helena’s age and petite frame—cute, innocent, and completely devoid of any suggestive undertones.
But Helena wasn’t satisfied with her brother’s praise. It felt like he was just humoring her.
She pouted, studying her reflection in the mirror before sighing in frustration.
Was she still too small?
She stole a glance at Luo Wei, making sure they weren’t paying attention to her, then…
Tried her best to push up what little she had.
“Miss, Luo Wei, and… little Helena.” Annie knocked on the door. “If you’re ready, we should leave now. Laney and Lairs have already gone ahead.”
“Got it, got it!” Evelyn turned to Luo Wei. “Let’s go.”
As the two stepped out, Helena lingered behind. Evelyn glanced back suspiciously—only to roll her eyes in exasperation.
“Stop trying so hard. You can’t just squeeze them into existence. Hurry up!”
A pitiful whine came from inside the room.
…
The banquet hall in the main castle was already filled with guests.
Luo Wei scanned the surroundings. Unlike the opulence of a royal ballroom, the Vampire Clan’s ancient castle exuded a sense of solemn grandeur.
When Evelyn entered the hall on Luo Wei’s arm, countless eyes turned toward them—some curious, others hostile. Luo Wei spotted Mike and the twins, clearly the source of the latter.
As they walked further, Luo Wei noticed many unfamiliar young faces—scions of noble families, illegitimate children of dukes, and talented heirs from branch families.
Their gazes toward Evelyn weren’t as hostile, but they were complicated. Luo Wei suddenly realized that Evelyn must have been quite the figure in her family back in the day.
Helena, seeing Luo Wei and Evelyn arm in arm, rushed to his other side.
“Brother! Me too!”
With a resigned sigh, Luo Wei extended his other arm, and Helena happily clung to it.
Now sandwiched between the two, Luo Wei became the center of attention once again…
Among the guests, Headmaster Danton’s group burst into laughter. A noble teased him, “Your student is quite something, isn’t he?”
“Oh, not at all…” Danton glanced at the trio, thinking this was nothing.
From what he knew, the current head of the Magic Hermits and even the imperial princess seemed to have some ambiguous ties with that kid…
“Helena!”
A sweet, childish voice suddenly called out as Luo Wei paused. A little girl in a frilly dress—Emily—ran over excitedly.
“Oh! Emily!” Helena brightened at the sight of her.
Luo Wei watched as the two girls immediately linked hands and scurried away from him.
But strangely, they kept sneaking glances back at him, their heads huddled together as they whispered about who-knows-what…
Still, he didn’t interfere. Helena had never had friends her age, so it was good for her to have a “peer” like Emily.
Meanwhile, Helena and Emily were, of course, discussing Luo Wei.
Emily blinked curiously. “So? Helena! Any progress lately?”
“I don’t know if it counts as progress…” Helena scratched her head in confusion. “But brother has been looking at me more often…”
“Really? That’s great!” Emily cheered as if sharing her joy. “Has Luo Wei fallen for your charm?”
“Well… um…” Helena stammered, glancing down at herself. After some effort, there was at least a little something there. She sighed in relief.
“Huh?” Emily squinted. “Helena, where are your… you know?”
Helena frowned. “What do you mean? Can’t you see them?”
“Where? Where?” Emily widened her eyes, searching.
Helena deflated, her face falling again. “Shapeshifting drains my energy. Brother said there might be trouble at the banquet, so I have to be careful. I can’t make them bigger like last time…”
“Oh… okay.” Emily nodded.
But a moment later, she realized something wasn’t right.
"There will be a fight? Why would there be a fight?" she asked in astonishment. "This is a major event for the family! And so many distinguished guests are here! Who would dare cause trouble in such a place?"
"I don't know..." Helena, as usual, couldn't keep up with her brother's train of thought and wore a frustrated expression.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
