Chapter 164 (2/2)

The unusual creatures, who were a shadow of their former selves lingered on for a few hundred years more after the demise of the Mythological Era, before they eventually receded from the stage of world history.

Blushedt remembered the history so well that he could narrate it backwards. He told the story to Lily with passion before concluding it with a sigh. He then reverted back to silence.

Hao Ren had never heard Vivian recount these things in such detail. But, he could not blame her because her memory sucked!

Perhaps, not all werewolves were as friendly as the two elders. Every time Vivian talked about werewolves, she would swear by their barbarianism. It made Hao Ren perceive that perhaps, most werewolves were not as well-mannered and intelligent. Nevertheless, he was relieved that the Ebbens had sent someone like the elders to visit the Countess of the Crimson Moon. They were the best candidates for the job and true to their title.

Back in the kitchen, Vivian had prepared a feast for all of them.

The two elders of the Ebben Family looked on dumbfounded. They had never seen anything like this vampire. The Countess of the Crimson Moon, who traversed between the kitchen and living room, busily cooking and arranging the table like a pro as if she had been doing nothing for the past 1000 years but practice cooking. Before the two elders could snap out of their wonderment, a table full of sumptuous but not extravagant dishes were served. Of course, she did not forget the essential ingredient: half of the dishes were of garlic. The elders’ jaws dropped to the ground.

The both of them were nothing less than impressed. They exclaimed in unison, “Countess of the Crimson Moon, you’re super-duper!”

“You may leave after the meal.” Vivian was blunt when dealing with the werewolves. “This place is a shelter of refuge and seclusion . You’re welcome to visit us but don’t stay too long.”

“Ahem…” Hao Ren pretended to clear his throat as the atmosphere suddenly turned awkward. He looked at the two werewolf elders apologetically. “Vivian’s always been blunt. You’re always welcome if you decide to say…”

The two werewolves had been living for more than 1000 years; wisdom came with age. They could instantly read his mind: Hao Ren was being fake. Bluphlei laughed as he said, “No, you’re welcome. But, what if we really decide to say?”

Busted, Hao Ren quickly pointed at the food on the table using his chopsticks. “Please, eat, eat…”

Lil Pea smelled the waft of food. She jumped out of her pot and onto the table and began gnawing on the chopsticks…

This little mermaid had been a good girl the whole time. She poked her head out occasionally and stared while they were having their conversation. She never made any noise or bothered them. It was like she knew that the adults were in discussion. She only pulled Hao Ren’s clothes sometimes in a sort of playful way. Hao Ren was very pleased with her. In his mind, he decided to bring her a truck load of bamboo from Yunnan. Again, the elders’ jaws dropped to the ground—it had already happened several times—when they saw the little mermaid chewing on the chopsticks. “We’ve never seen sirens eat this thing…”

They still thought Lil Pea was a siren. Well, after all there had not been a real mermaid on Earth.

“Mutant. She’s a mutant…” Hao Ren smiled slyly as he tried to cook up a cover. There would be trouble if he were to explain things.

While everyone was happily enjoying the meal, a series of knocks on the door could be heard.