While Xiao Zheng was living a peaceful life in this castle, the Netherworld King City was rife with undercurrents.
Inside a great hall.
The red-clad girl sat high on the throne, expressionless as she looked at the figure below and asked, "Anything noteworthy recently?"
The figure groveling on the ground respectfully replied, "Lord Netherworld King, it seems there's a conspiracy forming against you."
"Speak," the red-clad girl said indifferently.
"Yes. Just last night, many of the Blood Clan elders gathered in Great Elder Dracula's castle. They deliberated until midnight before leaving. Afterwards, while attending to Dracula, I cautiously inquired and gleaned a bit of information from him." The figure's voice became rather grave.
"All the Blood Clan elders have allied! And their alliance's goal is to overthrow your rule."
Saying this, the person lifted his head, revealing his face, which shockingly belonged to Great Elder Dracula's steward.
