"Senator Vidia, what do you say?"
Murphy's voice echoed in the secret room of the Divine Scepter Launchpad. Given that he spoke this sentence to a very worn-out grimoire, His Highness Prince Hu Fu had reason to suspect whether the Vampire Lord was under too much pressure and experiencing hallucinations.
Do you really think this tattered book will answer your question?
Just as His Highness Hu Fu exchanged glances with his Guard Commander, considering whether to call a medic to check the handsome vampire's mind, the book in his hand trembled, and amidst the mystical flow of spiritual energy, a halting and aged weary voice came forth:
"What do... you want me... to do?"
"Damn! The book spoke!"
The young Prince Hu Fu felt his scalp tingle instantly.
