Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1667 - 1656: The Duke's Approval

Murphy sneered as he transmitted, "Adams is merely using these failures to create an aura for himself. When the time is right, he'll participate in the District Council election.""Won't the council members in this district intervene?"

"Most of the residents in those civilian districts are illegal immigrants; they don't even have voting rights. Those human council members certainly let him go about his business, as it maintains local order while they can utilize his organization for charity show-offs."

"That's humanity for you—deceptive, selfish." Andrew snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with a chill, "But allowing him to attack us like this isn't a solution either."

"Does the Duke intend to kill him?"

"No. Doing so, Alice would definitely know it was me. Just teach him a lesson, let him manage his mouth."

"I understand."

Murphy hesitated for a moment, then still transmitted, "I think this human seems to have some thoughts about the young lady."

"Courting death. Break his leg tonight."

At this moment, Alice suddenly asked, "Daddy, you're not thinking about teaching Adams a lesson, are you?"

Andrew was startled, then sorrowfully replied, "Sweetheart, do you think Daddy is a bad person in your heart?"

"Of course not, but..."

Alice couldn't utter the rest; she regretted bringing up this topic.

Adams' speech today pointed directly at the Morgan Consortium.

During these days of "internship," Alice had witnessed quite a few Blood Clan's methods.

At least, anyone opposed to the Blood Clan ends up with a bad outcome.

Thinking about certain things, Alice pleaded, "Daddy, promise me you won't harm him, okay?"

"Sweetheart, what are you saying? Of course, I won't harm him."

Though he said so, Andrew's gaze grew colder.

...

"That was a really satisfying sleep."

Ning Fan stretched, feeling refreshed, an indescribable clarity in his mind.

"My Mind Perception actually became purer, is this a blessing in disguise?"

Ning Fan shook his head; he would never use such a "self-harming" method to train his Mind Perception.

Such malicious extreme cultivation would increasingly accumulate side effects over time.

"I'm a bit hungry."

Ning Fan rubbed his stomach, then pressed the caller.

Yet instead of the beautiful maid group, Ning Fan found himself facing a bunch of gaunt old men.

Noticing Mos at the back, Ning Fan knew people from the Philip Family had arrived.

"Why do all Blood Clan members love dressing like they're attending a funeral?"

Looking at the uniform black suits, black canes, and black hats, Ning Fan muttered a quiet complaint.

"Mr. Ning, let me introduce someone. This is Duke William of our Philip Family."

"So it's a Duke."

Ning Fan looked in surprise at the square-faced, thin old man at the front, not expecting the Philip Family to send a Duke.

"That means the Philip Family truly values me."

A Duke is second only to a Prince, essentially the most critical power echelon in any Blood Clan family.

In Ning Fan's mind, he thought perhaps only a Marquis would come.

"Hello, Duke William."

While greeting, Ning Fan did not extend his hand.

The Blood Clan aren't accustomed to shaking hands with humans.

As for why? Xiu En didn't say, and Ning Fan didn't ask.

"No wonder Xiu En kept explaining Blood Clan habits in the car, worried I might misunderstand."

Initially, Ning Fan thought Xiu En was just making conversation, but now it seems it was all preparation for this meeting.

"Hello, Mr. Ning. Let's talk inside."

"Sure."

Ning Fan didn't mind the cold demeanor and straightforward speech of Duke William.

Long-term "introversion" has gradually hardened the emotions of these ancient relics, turning them into chilled imaginations.

Unless it's the same rank or a long-standing friend, Blood Clan members are usually this indifferent.

This perfectly suited Ning Fan's preferences as he finds fake pleasantries annoying.

"To be so young yet cultivate dense Holy Power. Huaxia truly is a wondrous land."

Due to the Blood Clan's sensitivity to blood, William knew Ning Fan was not some rejuvenating old monster or maintaining youthful looks through power but genuinely a young man.

Though Ning Fan's Divine Radiance Concealment kept his aura unremarkable,

in the Duke William's eyes, that faint trace of Holy Power stood out like a firefly in the dark.

William certainly wouldn't naively believe Ning Fan only possessed this level of power.

There's only one possibility left...

"Holy Power is too abundant, uncontrollably overflowing."

Watching other clan members' natural demeanor, a bitter smile flashed in William's eyes for the first time, troubled by his own potent strength.

If Holy Power hadn't been spotted, he could comfortably engage with Ning Fan like other ordinary clan members.

But now that it's been detected.

William's gaze flickered, feeling suddenly uneasy, eager to escape this place.

This is the Blood Clan's fear of Holy Power, a soul-deep terror unrelated to strength.

"Hello, Mr. Ning, I'm Duke William from the Philip Family."

Listening to William's self-introduction, Ning Fan's thoughts stirred, likewise introducing himself again, "Ning Fan, a traveler from Huaxia to America."

William smiled, "The Philip Family represents America in welcoming you."

"It's my honor."

"Please!"

"Please!"

Watching the two leave, the present Blood Clan members collected their scornful gazes.

Though they didn't understand why, seeing the Duke himself expressing goodwill, they could only follow suit and show Ning Fan due respect.

The only ones who understood the truth were likely Albert and Mos.

In both minds simultaneously passed an incredible thought, "Could it be Mr. Ning possesses Duke-matching strength!"

Apart from this point, they could think of no other possibility.

In some respects, the Blood Clan could be seen as stringent with themselves, lenient with others.

Among the Blood Clan, bloodlines are valued far beyond strength.

Because of the Blood Clan's talents, there's no need for rigorous cultivation; power comes automatically.

Moreover, the higher the bloodline, the quicker the strength grows.

Yet this belief doesn't apply to humans.

The Blood Clan deeply appreciates strong human individuals, even opponents are no exception.

The Blood Clan sees humans capable of refining their frail bodies to match their own as worthy of respect.

It was precisely after witnessing Ning Fan's strength that William affirmed this human could stand on equal footing with him.

When masters compete, often before striking, they can generally estimate the other's strength, precisely because they can sense the other's aura fluctuations,

If Ning Fan's Holy Power were as dazzling as the sun, William wouldn't have treated him with such caution.