LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

And now, His Royal Highness Prince Angelil, who was the focus of the crowd, frowned slightly.

His eyes scanned the surrounding scene with some disgust. Whether it was the overall design, decorative taste, or these human behaviors, they were so unscrupulous!

There are also some malicious glances falling on him...

He snorted coldly. With his status, it was naturally impossible for him to argue with a group of ordinary humans.

Those guests who were admiring the beauties felt a sudden cold aura around them. Their thoughts were confused. When they woke up with a shiver, they felt that they had forgotten something. After thinking about it carefully, they found that they had forgotten nothing, so they started Keep drinking and drinking and flirting and flirting.

The beauty they had caught a glimpse of in awe just now had not left the slightest impression in their minds.

Mixing table.

The handsome bartender, who had been lazily playing with a crystal wine glass with his hands, almost threw the glass in his hand when he saw the person coming.

He hurriedly stood up and saluted the visitor, with unconcealed excitement and admiration in his voice: "Your Royal Highness, the Duchess will be very happy to know that you are here!"

He didn't dare to let His Royal Highness the Prince stand like this. This was an absolute slight!

"Your Royal Highness, please allow me the honor of leading you into Winter Castle." He bowed and said to Angelil.

Angelil raised his left hand slightly, indicating that he would be given this honor.

On his left index finger, he wore a dark red gemstone ring, engraved with a gorgeous long sword, which was the Sword of Cain and the symbol of the Fanximen family.

His Royal Highness Prince Angelil's full name is Angelil Van Simon.

The Fanximen family is one of the oldest and most noble families in the blood clan today.

Because those families that were once qualified to be on an equal footing with the Fanximen family were either eliminated over a long period of time, or fell asleep under the Cain sword of the Fanximen family.

Star Tyrant.

This is the name the vampires call their prince.

The stars are his glory, and the tyrant is his means.

The bartender led Angelil towards the back of the bar, turning around a booth with hanging spider plants. Soon, a gorgeously carved door that was completely inconsistent with the overall style of the bar appeared in view. among.

He did not continue to move forward, but stepped aside and bowed to Angelil: "Your Highness, Your Highness, please." He also had the job of receiving guests. Although it was a pity, he could not bring the distinguished person in front of him with him. The guest went in.

Angelil glanced at him and said, "You are very good."

Yubi walked towards the carved door in front, leaving the bartender standing there in ecstasy.

He was actually praised by His Highness the Prince? The bartender thought he might have been struck by Lady Luck.

His Royal Highness's every move must be watched, and the Duchess may already know about it at this moment.

As someone personally recognized by His Royal Highness, he will definitely be reused by the Duchess.

However, in reality, Angelil just mentioned it casually.

He didn't take what he just said to heart at all, he raised his legs and walked towards the carved door.

The door was obviously closed, but he seemed to see nothing, straight...

Weared it.