I Don't Want to Be a Vampire's Plaything

My gaze turned cold. Just as I was about to retort, the curly-haired girl spoke first, her tone full of contempt. "So what?" She sneered and sized me up from head to toe. Her gaze was impudent, and there was no fear in her eyes. "At the end of the day, she's just a whimsical toy of His Highness Ansir. She's no different from those in cages. When she's tired of being played with, she'll be a worthless piece of trash. At that time, His Highness Ansir will just throw her away like an abandoned item!"

Hearing the mocking laughter of the two, I took a deep breath, my gaze turning cold. Turning to the waiter beside me, I said coldly, "I don't need to continue the tour. Bring me to Ansir, now!"

Ansir had thrown me into an even more embarrassing situation time and time again just to see me bow down to him, right?

He wanted to show me the real toys, so he brought me here to show how the humans, who had abandoned their dignity, were played by the vampires?