He held a crystal-clear glass of exquisite wine in his hand, the glass shimmering with a tempting luster under the faint luminescence as he gently swirled it, admiring the elegant spin of the liquid within.
Then, he took a sip of wine, closed his eyes, and seemed to revel in the delightful sensation it brought.
A moment later, the man spoke softly,
"Molin, I asked you to capture Augustus, and you're the only one who returned?"
"Did Valentine even die?"
"I'm curious, who exactly did you encounter?"
As his gaze fixed, a seductively figured beauty kneeled before him, trembling as she said:
"Lord Andrei, it's not that I am incompetent, but too many unexpected things happened!"
The pressure and fear emanating from the high-level vampires in front of her seemed to make Molin's voice much sharper.
"I'm giving you this chance to speak."
The golden-level vampire Andrei drank the last of his wine calmly while looking at Molin in front of him.