"Well, since you are here, why run?"
Murphy said reluctantly.
"I don't believe that with your wisdom, you can't determine that this is the best choice right now."
"Let me go! You're harming me! Do you understand?"
Lady Cui Si was genuinely in a panic, flailing her wrists and screaming.
"How can I, a wasted vampire who has lost her strength, inherit the position of Grand Duke? Moreover, although I am a blood descendant of Salockdale, I am not his designated heir! Even Kudell is more qualified than me, it's against the rules, and Lord Pa Ying would condemn it.
By the way, what the hell does the Blood Vulture Clan look like now?
That's not a Grand Duke's throne, it's clearly a bonfire coveted by many eyes.
Murphy!
I've been so good to you, I haven't wronged you in any way, you can't do this to me! Ah! This is the Grand Duke's cloak, stop! Don't put it on me, Murphy!
I command you to stop!"
