In the middle of the colorful marble room studded with all kinds of delicate patterns, it seems like all the most brilliant gems in the world are gathered here on a round table made of white rare stone. Every 30 minutes the room will be cleaned once so this place always looks like new, a ridiculously luxurious place as if the owner of this room is a crazy and sophisticated rich guy. That's too much.
As if to match the scene, a middle-aged gentleman with white hair carefully combed back, wearing monocular glasses with delicately patterned silver-coated frames, the other wearing an impossible-looking suit. What can be done with his small body? The man continuously checked the gold-plated watch on his right hand, his face not hiding his irritation and discomfort. He looked around at the goblin servants going back and forth to clean this giant table and chairs with a disdainful look as if "they" were inherently not on the same level as him. Knowing that bragging about an expensive watch is really useless to mindless servants like them, at most gold is just a precious thing to any goblin. But he still enjoyed it very much. Not only did that make him feel superior, being the only intelligent person in this room made him gloat inwardly and involuntarily smirk. At least when no one else in this family was present, he could show off that arrogant expression.
Not long after enjoying that feeling, the man suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, not thinking anyone else would enter this room at such an hour. A teenager with a face as delicately detailed as a doll, even the movements of his lips looked fake. But from his demeanor, it can be seen that he is a luxurious and elegant person, but also strange. The longer you look at him, the more creepy and uncomfortable you will feel. That's exactly what the man felt when he saw this "creature". He was wearing a long, expensive dark blue silk vest with a black collar and a dark red ascot with a million-dollar ruby on it. His long black hair was messy as if it was deliberately kept in shape with iron. A special wax seems to make his presence even more mysterious and strange. Suddenly a hoarse voice rang out as if coming from him, causing the old man to finally lower his guard and realize who the person in front of him was.
-Is that Mr. Truong? Oh, long time no see.
The doll grinned, his somewhat strange smile was so faint that no one knew he had just smiled, but could think that he was more like a doll appearing in horror, but the atmosphere There is no such dramatic feeling around these two people. It's like being reunited with long-distance friends. The doll's tone was surprisingly excited.
-My young Master is so complimentary, it's almost the only thing I can do right now within my ability.
Mr. Truong seemed to be startled by the aura of this person called Albert. It was no longer the arrogant attitude from before but a scared face. He rubbed his arm and bowed his head to his opponent. He appeared as if he were a superior whom he was obliged not to anger. Plus his small, skinny figure made him look incredibly poor, not like the same person. Mr. Truong broke out in a cold sweat and seemed like he still wanted to ask, but decided not to let his words go too far. That's not someone he can joke with, that's the second great-grandson of the 46th generation of the most powerful witch family in the island city of Hippo - Chu Gia Bao. Because he was raised in the West, he has a very familiar name, Albert. He himself had been cultivating for decades and his face was so severely deformed that it looked hideous, so he became one with the art of implanting a porcelain face onto his body. A weird person sees it as an indispensable and attractive fashion item.
Mr. Truong, full name Truong Ngoc Ta, is a descendant of ten generations serving Chu Thi's family. The origin is that humans came from the north to the East Sea. Through the great destruction event 2,000 years ago, Chu Thi's family took care of them and became a secondary branch of the same clan, and soon broke away from the world to become witches. Regarding the hierarchy in the family tree, Mr. Truong must respect the family name. If he has a bad attitude, he is afraid that both his business and the assets that are supporting his family's descendants will also be lost. In addition, underneath this tower is a prison escape for those who disobey Chu Thi's family, anyway, it's a place you don't want to accidentally step into. It is a teaching that has been passed down for generations to generations of my children and grandchildren.
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THE BBOI : Two horns and Glasses girl
FantasyA wealthy witch family struggles to maintain their family position while keeping their identity a secret and protecting it from the prying forces of humanity. A young witch apprentice and the demon she just summoned will be entrusted with the respon...