Liu Lei sat in front of the window and looked out the window thinking about what to do in the future. The blood clan should be fine. He asked Niya to send some invitations for him, and found thirteen princes and members of the Presbyterian Church of each family to show his strength. But what if anyone questioned his bloodline? There was still some trouble. Everyone knew that he was an "emperor" master, but no family took the initiative to recognize his status. After thinking about it, it was probably because he did not have any family badges. Bloodline was very important for the nobles. Naturally, the blood clan would not ignore it. No one stood up and accused him of it just that everyone dared not.

This is really a headache, but the headaches are the past. If it really doesn't work, he throws out the smiley tiger. His identity should prove that his bloodline is "noble". Later he thought about it. The black arc of the smiley tiger should be the ultimate skill of Harold, one of the thirteen three generations of blood clans. The identity of the smiley tiger will naturally know. The information of the three generations of blood clans is also top secret within the blood clan, but this is naturally not a problem for the Tremere family's son-in-law. He blew the wind beside Niya's pillow for two days and successfully browsed all the top secret information that only princes of the Tremere family can view.

Bai Fan came over and rubbed his temples from behind. Liu Lei grabbed her hand and kissed her. Bai Fan leaned against his head and asked, "What are you talking about with Uncle Kerry?" Liu Lei sighed and said, "He wants to use my current prestige in the association to overthrow the current president, and then let me be the president." Bai Fan looked at him worriedly: "It would be very dangerous, right?" "Hmm." Liu Lei answered affirmatively. Bai Fan hesitated for a moment or said, "Ah, can we not do it?

I just want to live some peaceful days, and don’t want to be worried all day long like before, and even open my eyes to sleep..." Liu Lei felt ache in his heart, and he picked her up lovingly and said, "Don’t worry, you won’t be like you used to. The current president has no choice but to do with me, don’t worry. Besides, I have already promised Kerry, I am not agreeing to him alone, I am making a promise to all the dark creatures!" Bai Fan stopped talking, but the worries in his heart still emanated from his eyes.

Liu Lei took out a gold card that he had plundered from Kerry and handed it to Bai Fan: "You haven't bought clothes for a long time, so go to Paris tomorrow." Bai Fan frowned and said, "No, you have disappeared for more than a year, so there is no other intention to go shopping." She took the gold card and kissed Liu Lei: "You are so kind, please go with me tomorrow!" Liu Lei shouted loudly: "Qia Qia! Xiaofan asked you to go shopping with her tomorrow, you can prepare!" Qia Qia in the next room still mechanically turned his arms and head to indicate that he had received the order. Bai Fan pinched Liu Lei's waist and pouted.

The thirteen tribes of the blood clan were not smooth. Except for the families of several princes who had seen his power, the other families did not respond at all. Niya was very annoyed and vowed to flatten these families. Liu Lei grabbed the impulsive little girl, but he was also very annoyed. Liu Lei cursed in his heart for these old-fashioned old bats.

Helplessly, he drew a painting, with a kind-faced old man - a smiley tiger - a black electric sword between his hands. He asked Niya to use the painting to copy and send it to all the families who did not come. Three days later, all the princes and elders of each family gathered in the ancient castle of the Tremere family.

The hall of the Tremere family was newly arranged, with an antique round table with a diameter of ten meters in the middle, surrounded by fourteen chairs. Liu Lei and the princes of the Thirteen clans sat on the chairs, and behind each prince were the elders of their own clan. Liu Lei stood up and bowed slightly and said, "Good evening for everyone! I think everyone knows what it means, right? I don't want to say more, that is an insult to the wisdom of the blood clan. Please express your opinions!"

The prince of the Toreador family stood up and said, "Before we express our opinions, can you please explain this painting first?" He spread the painting that Liu Lei sent them. Liu Lei thought to himself that he had to say it out. Old Smiling Tiger, don't blame me. You saw that it was you and your descendants who forced me. In his heart, he "explained" Liu Lei's smiley answers: "Of course, I think this is also a common question for everyone." He glanced at him with a smile for a week: "I think everyone has guessed his identity. Yes, he is one of the great ancestors of our thirteen tribes, the guardian of the blood clan, and the wandering lord of the dark wandering lord Harold!" Liu Lei cursed in his heart, "Damn the smiley tiger, how could he have such a long name? It's so hard that you, Mr. Liu Lei, almost remembered it.

Everyone was in an uproar, and Liu Lei looked at the entire venue with a calm smile at Yizhong. Gradually, all the voices calmed down. Everyone looked at Liu Lei in confusion, and the prince of the Toreador family spoke: "Please allow me to ask another question unreasonably." "It doesn't matter," Liu Lei said generously: "Although I ask!" "Then I offended it," the prince of the Toreador family said respectfully: "What does it mean to draw this painting?" "I just tell you that I have seen him recently!"

"What?"... "This is impossible!"... "Oh my God, it is impossible..." Everyone around him screamed. Liu Lei still had the smile that had not changed since the beginning. The prince of the Toreador family was excited and didn't care about any etiquette and asked directly: "May I ask, oh, where did you see Lord Harold?" "I promised Lord Harold not to disclose his whereabouts."

The prince of the Tzimisce family suddenly stood up and shouted, "This is impossible. The three generations of blood clans have not appeared for thousands of years. Why go back to see you a low-level vampire with impure blood?" Liu Lei's face became cold: "Because I am the only emperor-level master in thousands of years!" The prince of the Tzimisce family was shocked. He was impulsive just now, and now he remembered to mess with an evil star. But so many princes looked at him and said that he could not lose the demeanor of the Tzimisce family. He forced himself to keep asking: "But, but how did you prove that you have seen Lord Harold?" Liu Lei had both hands.

When he opened it, a thirty-cm-long black arc appeared between his palms - it was the ultimate skill of the smiling tiger Harald, "The Sword of the Poseidon", which was much smaller and thinner than Harald used to test Liu Lei at that time. At that time, Liu Lei used energy silk to control the "The Sword of the Poseidon" and secretly peeked at the energy arrangement and condensation method of the "The Sword of the Poseidon", but only understood a small part, but only based on this small part, Liu Lei was able to imitate the "The Sword of the Poseidon". Although the power and form were far from the real "The Sword of the Poseidon", it was still okay to deceive these guys who had only seen the "The Sword of the Poseidon" in family information.

There was a burst of exclamation everywhere. No one suspected that Liu Lei had ever seen the respected Lord Harold. Everyone looked at Liu Lei with respect. Liu Lei was a little fluttering. He folded the arc and tied it with a knot. The princes around him were stunned. The princes of the Gangrel family came to Anardo and woke up first, immediately withdrew from the seat, knelt on one knee, pressed his right hand on his chest and swore: "The Gangrel family came to Anardo to represent our clan to the emperor.

Liu Lei presented the most glorious blood of our clan, followed the emperor's instructions, followed the emperor's instructions, followed the emperor's rules, and never betrayed for life! As evidenced by the dark gods, the Gangrel family came to Onardo to take blood as a vow!" He pointed to the skin of his right chest with a finger, and a purple blood spurted out, and a blood mist burst out in the air to form a Gangrel family badge, and then slowly dissipated and the oath was established - this is the most solemn "heart-blood demon oath" of the blood clan, and the swearer will never rebel for life!
Chapter completed!