That's right, their ancestor always had an air of nobility and preferred to maintain a stern expression. He was usually manageable, but when faced with soone like Benny who had a foul mouth, he would inevitably be at a disadvantage.
But it didn't matter, because they had their young lady.
Whether Benny was a scoundrel or not was uncertain, but their young lady definitely was.
As expected, Chloe walked up from the back and stood beside Xavier. Her dark red eyes scrutinized Benny for a long ti.
From his ssy long curly hair to his sowhat tattered clothes, and his dark skin, her face clearly showed disgust.
After a long while, Chloe finally spoke, pinching her nose:
"Brother, how many days has it been since you last bathed? There's dirt under your fingernails."
Benny: "..."
He instinctively hid his hands behind his back.
It was evident that Chloe truly despised Benny. She had barely finished one sentence before continuing her criticism:
"Wait, has the Werewolf Race really fallen on such hard tis? The leader of the race can't even afford proper clothes. Are you wearing a sack? It's so tattered."
"How long has it been since you washed your hair? I think I just saw lice jumping around in it."
"There's a sll coming from you that I'm too polite to ntion."
"Oh, I heard that you, the leader of the Werewolf Race, have been married for hundreds of years but haven't had any children. Could it be that you're always this slovenly, so your wife doesn't want to touch you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Benny roared angrily: "Nonsense! Shut your mouth!"
"No?" Chloe blinked, then put on a shocked expression. "If it's not because your wife finds you repulsive, could it be that you're actually... impotent?!"
A mont of silence fell over the surroundings.
Chloe dramatically covered her mouth, her beautifully shaped eyes fixed on Benny's direction, and said: "That expression... Did I guess correctly?"
Benny's face instantly beca even worse, turning from red to white, and finally to a greenish hue from holding his breath: "How dare you spread such rumors at your young age! You... you..."
Chloe: "At your age, you should calm down before speaking. I'm worried you might pass out."
A few suppressed laughs ca from the Vampire side, and even Xavier's lips curled up ever so slightly.
The Werewolf Race, on the other hand, was about to explode with anger, having never imagined things would turn out like this.
Benny, furious, said: "What would a child like you understand? We of the Werewolf Race are just not concerned with trivial matters! This is true masculinity."
"That's right, who wants to be as effeminate as your father?" a Werewolf Race soldier chid in.
Hearing this, Chloe slightly raised her eyebrows: "Is that so?"
"Then your Werewolf Race must be quite filthy."
With that one sentence, Benny's face turned green again.
Just as he was about to say sothing, Chloe casually spoke again:
"I know a friend who's also from the Werewolf Race, but he doesn't have your bad habits."
As soon as she finished speaking, a tall, long-legged boy stepped down from the carriage behind them.
The boy's appearance had a kind of rebellious and wild handsoness. Although he was wearing combat gear, everything about him scread 'refined', and he even had several black obsidian earrings in his ears.
As soon as he appeared, soone imdiately recognized his identity:
"Isn't that the only son of the late great general?"
Just as the words were spoken, the boy locked onto his target and quickly walked towards Chloe. Then, with his flamboyant red hair, he bent down and asked:
"Quick, check if my side-parted bangs are out of shape."
Everyone: "..."
What the hell, side-parted bangs?
Chloe obligingly checked for him and said, "No, you're still a handso young man."
Only then did Daniel breathe a sigh of relief. He straightened up and looked at his own kind on the opposite side.
Upon seeing Benny, he blinked and then put on a fake enthusiastic smile:
"Oh, if it isn't my dear uncle! It's been a long ti, Uncle."
Having said that, he spontaneously moved to embrace his relative.
However, just as his arms were about to open, before he even got close, a foul, rancid sll assaulted his nostrils. Daniel imdiately turned his head away and started retching.
"..."
Chloe dramatically covered her mouth: "Oh my! Daniel, are you alright?"
Daniel, with a green face, replied: "I'm... I'm fine."
He stood up, looked at Benny with difficulty, hesitated for a mont, and finally couldn't help but say:
"Uncle, after so many years, you really should take a bath."
Having said that, he imdiately stumbled away, looking as if he didn't want to stay there for even a second longer.
Chloe quickly put on an apologetic smile: "Oh, I'm so sorry. My friend just has a very straightforward personality."
Then she turned to Benny: "Uncle, you're his uncle, you should understand, right?"
Benny, who had only managed to make one sarcastic comnt since the encounter began and had been constantly mocked afterwards, gritted his teeth:
"...Yes, I do."
Finally, Xavier, unable to watch any longer, put his hand on his sharp-tongued daughter's shoulder and said, "Alright, let's start discussing the important matters."
Only then did Benny calm down, saying "Alright" while shooting a fierce glare at Chloe.
Chloe, however, seed oblivious to it all and continued to smile brightly at Benny.
Unable to vent his anger, Benny's face turned red with frustration. In the end, he had no choice but to focus on his conversation with Xavier.
Xavier spoke calmly: "We want to enter your territory."
As soon as he finished speaking, Benny let out a cold snort.
He looked at Xavier and the Vampire soldiers behind him, and said coldly:
"You, and all your soldiers, want to co in?"
"Yes," Xavier replied, his expression as calm as ever, as if he didn't think what he was saying was at all explosive.
Benny sneered even more directly: "Have you gone mad or have I? Letting so many people into my territory? I may not bathe, but I'm not brainless!"
Xavier paused, then looked up at Benny with an extrely doubtful gaze.
Clearly, he indeed didn't believe Benny possessed sothing called a brain.
Xavier, well-versed in how to break his opponent with just a look.
Sure enough, the next second, Benny started cursing:
"Damn you, Xavier! I've disliked you for hundreds of years! You bastard, is your face the only decent thing about you?! What did I ever do to you to deserve such mockery? I'll..."
The overly emotional Werewolf Race leader was finally cald down by his subordinates after much effort.
However, just as he had managed to compose himself, he saw Xavier's young daughter staring intently at their side while munching on so lon seeds.
As if she was watching a show.
At that mont, Benny felt a surge of anger rising, almost causing him to faint on the spot!
"Leader!"
"Leader, don't mind them! Leader, hang in there!"
The Werewolf Race side was in chaos, shocking Chloe so much that she even lost interest in her lon seeds.
She looked at the Werewolf Race's direction in astonishnt and said:
"Are the Werewolf Race always this fragile?"
Xavier lowered his gaze to look at her, just in ti to see so lon seed remnants on her lips.
At that mont, he was incredibly grateful that Chloe was his daughter.
Otherwise, with her troubleso nature, if she were standing on the opposing side, she could literally anger him to death.
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