According to the information that was known at that time, the ranks of the Blood Race were divided from bottom to top: servants, Black Nobles, Lords, Princes, Sovereigns, and the legendary…Ancestor.
Not to mention anything else, Liz's mother had lived for several centuries, yet she dared to joke about Fire God Alice. At the very least, she was a " Prince," right?
"So, you…You mean, you want me to..." Liz was not stupid. She immediately understood what Liao Zixuan meant.
However, understanding was one thing, but understanding and accepting it was another.
If it was anyone else, they would resist drinking someone else's blood one day.
Fortunately, Liz wasn't an ordinary person. She was a young lady who bore a grudge and was full of decisiveness when she made up her mind. She would never stand still and hesitate.
"Good! What do you want me to do?" Liz went all out.
