Xinge got out of the car and shook hands with Helritte, "Capital Commandant Helritte, I'm pleased to meet you!"
"Lord Xinge, please come inside!" Helritte, very much the gentleman, made a welcoming gesture and led Xinge into the hall. Normally, he wouldn't personally receive an ordinary person, let alone lead the way. However, Xinge was the Blood Emperor of the Fan Zhuo clan; not only did he have to show respect, but even the president of the Northern Federation would have to give face to Xinge. Xinge was the Sovereign of the sect powers, possessing strength not inferior to any family or power.
Entering the opulent hall, bathed in the glow of exquisite lights, Helritte arranged a seat for Xinge before taking a seat opposite him. He was somewhat surprised in his heart; he had heard that the Vampire Clan feared bright light the most, yet Xinge didn't show any signs of discomfort under such dazzling lights. Could it be that the rumors were all lies?
