Su Qilu's mood only slightly faltered before returning to her usual demeanor. She casually tossed the empty takeout container into the trash can and then picked up Chen Shang's food when it arrived.
Honestly, Chen Shang wasn't entirely sure whether he could eat normal food. Tales about vampires varied—some claimed they couldn't stomach anything but blood, while others insisted they could consume regular meals, albeit at the cost of their powers.
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and Chen Shang decided to give it a try. Meanwhile, Su Qilu had pulled her chair closer, clearly planning to mooch off his meal.
Chen Shang picked up a piece of food and put it in his mouth. "Hmm, the taste is normal; I can swallow just fine."
While enjoying his spicy hot pot, he concluded that vampires could indeed eat regular food, although it didn't provide him any real energy.
After finishing his meal, Chen Shang lay back on the bed, lost in thought. Su Qilu, on the other hand, watched him with keen interest from the edge of the bed.
Although she wouldn't admit it, having only been away for half a day, she found that this guy seemed to have grown more handsome. This was indeed true; ever since Chen Shang's bloodline had advanced, his charm had increased, a trait typical of vampires designed to attract prey.
It reminded her of that vampire lady who had emerged from the coffin earlier—just her allure alone could render anyone entranced.
"Why would someone as wealthy as you stay in a dingy hotel like this?" Su Qilu suddenly asked, as if recalling something important. It was clear she felt the need to say something to avoid appearing like a love-struck fool.
"Uh, my house got hit by a plane," Chen Shang replied nonchalantly.
Su Qilu's face went blank.
Chen Shang pulled out his phone and showed her the news about the incident, tossing it into her hands.
After skimming through the article, Su Qilu's mouth twitched slightly. "So, bloodsuckers have a built-in misfortune buff, huh?"
Chen Shang rolled his eyes but then sat up and walked towards the door.
Despite her confusion, Su Qilu followed him out of the room.
As for why Chen Shang had been holed up in this hotel, it started as just a convenient place to recuperate from his weakened state while he stocked up on supplies and equipment. Now, there was no longer a need to linger there.
It was already night, but the nearby area was still well-lit, being a commercial street with numerous stalls. If they wanted to catch a taxi, they'd need to step outside onto the main road.
As they walked, Su Qilu mused, "You know, there are ways to change your luck. Early to bed and early to rise—it's scientifically proven! I'm telling you, if you wake up early, your entire aura changes…"
They passed a booth where a man dressed as a Taoist priest with beady eyes was set up, seemingly livestreaming as he offered fortune-telling services.
"Step right up! I'll pick a random person to read their fortune. I assure you, this isn't a scam! Whatever you ask, I'll provide a reading, and it'll be accurate!"
The priest's voice rang out, and he scanned the crowd for a volunteer, ultimately landing his gaze on Chen Shang and Su Qilu.
"Young lady! Your aura is dark, suggesting imminent misfortune!"
Hearing this, Su Qilu perked up and dashed toward the fortune-telling booth. "Master, please tell me what kind of misfortune awaits me!"
Chen Shang sighed as he pushed through the crowd to stand a short distance behind her.
"Let's have your birth date and time. I'll calculate your fate and tell you how to avoid this calamity," the priest instructed.
Su Qilu recited her details, and the priest furrowed his brow as he began to calculate, clearly getting into character.
After a while, he looked up at her with a grave expression. "Young lady, it seems you are haunted by evil spirits; this is a great misfortune."
Hearing this, Su Qilu barely stifled a laugh. She glanced at Chen Shang in the crowd, thinking that this prediction was spot-on, considering that a vampire was technically a kind of ghost.
"Then, Master, how can I break this curse?" she asked, feigning concern.
"The evil spirit stems from your home. To dispel it, we must investigate your family; we cannot delay!"
The priest promptly began packing up his wares.
At this, Su Qilu appeared taken aback. Was he really planning to follow her home? Or was he merely planning to string her along for some easy cash?
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