The state of affairs had become even more subtle. The vampires and demonkin were far from good friends, and the enmity between them was probably even greater than their hatred of humans. This was especially true between certain individuals and clans. Qianye adjusted his position and decided to sit this one out, simply observing the developments.

Edward’s expression had been ugly ever since Anwen appeared. Dark purple blood energy drifted about in his eyes as he said, “Are you trying to add to the hatred between our clans?”

Anwen broke into a laugh. “I do hate vampires, but I’m not always looking for opportunities to kill them. I don’t mind cooperation if the conditions are right, but of course, that’s an occasional thing and the terms must be suitable.”

Twilight stepped in. “What do you want?”

“Simple, I’m curious about the way you vampires will use the Constellation Well. I want three of your hexagonal blood rods.”

“Three!?” Edward’s expression was full of killing intent.

Twilight asked calmly, “It’s not out of the question, but Your Excellency Anwen, do you simply...