You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The air was filled with the stench of an old, fermenting corpse.

It was mixed with the distinctive fishy smell of bats.

The stench was so strong that even breathing felt sticky.

Chen Yuan did not put away the flashlight; the white light shone directly on the corner of the wall.

Those few culprits known as "vampires".

Its wing bones were broken by the pure silver candlestick, and it was now lying in the mud like a few tattered rags.

On its ugly, inverted triangular head, tiny eyeballs darted about wildly.

A faint hissing sound came from his throat, a plea for mercy.

If this were a regular film crew or expedition team, they would at least censor the images before posting them online to generate some traffic.

But in Chen Yuan's eyes, this thing was not only disgusting to look at.

He almost scared the girl upstairs who had finally managed to coax him to sleep.

And then there are those two little devils who were just weaned.

This is already an unforgivable crime punishable by death.

He didn't even have the interest to glance at it again.

He turned around and pulled out the specially made black communicator from the pocket of his leather pajama pants.

"eagle."

Chen Yuan pressed the call button, his voice sounding exceptionally clear in the cold basement.

"Take a few people, bring hazmat suits and sealed bags, and come to the basement."

"Clean up the trash here."

Less than three minutes.

Outside the rusty iron door to the basement that had been kicked open, came the sound of uniform tactical boots.

Eagle, accompanied by four fully armed security guards wearing gas masks, rushed down.

The tactical flashlight in his hand illuminated the basement as bright as day.

"Mr. Chen, are you alright?"

The eagle stared at the heavy iron gate on the ground, its eyes twitching violently.

Then look at those several large, mutated fruit bats in the corner.

My perception of this master's combat prowess has been elevated to a whole new level.

Is this something a human being could do?

He kicked away a centuries-old iron gate and wiped out a whole bunch of bats that looked like characters from horror movies.

"I didn't touch them; they were too dirty."

Chen Yuan casually tossed the silver candlestick in his hand onto the dry ground beside him.

It made a crisp "clang" sound.

"Disinfect and ventilate this basement, and clean it before dawn tomorrow."

He strode up the stone steps.

Halfway there, I paused, turned around, and glanced back at the eagle.

"Oh, right."

"Wanzhou is timid and can't stand being frightened."

"If we just throw these things away, she'll probably still feel uneasy, thinking the castle isn't clean."

A sly, calculating glint flashed in Chen Yuan's dark eyes.

"Take it upstairs, make a fire in the backyard, and roast it."

"Feed the retired military dogs and huskies in the team extra."

The eagle stood frozen in place.

Looking at the few "vampires" on the ground that were still barely alive.

Then look at your boss's nonchalant back view.

He swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva through the gas mask.

That move is absolutely brilliant!

They turned a centuries-old legend of a vengeful ghost into a late-night snack for dogs.

If the terrified Italians in the area knew this...

Their worldview would probably crumble to dust along with this pile of bat bones.

"Understood! I guarantee they'll be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside!"

The eagle stood at attention and saluted, its loud voice echoing in the basement.

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the thick stained-glass windows of the ancient castle.

Dappled, dazzling light spots were cast on the carpet.

The master bedroom has a large, four-poster vintage-style bed.

Shen Wanzhou poked her head out from under the silk quilt, her eyes red and swollen.

Last night, there were those eerie flapping and crying sounds.

She was so frightened that she couldn't sleep well for most of the night.

Even though Chen Yuan later came up and hugged her for a long time to comfort her, telling her that the problem had been solved.

She was still like a frightened bird, clutching tightly to the hem of Chen Yuan's pajamas.

I could barely close my eyes until dawn.

At this moment, the bed next to her was empty.

Only a faint trace of that man's warmth and the cool scent of soap remained.

"Chen Yuan..."

She sat up, still wrapped in the blanket, her voice soft and sleepy, with a hint of panic as she woke up.

"Mommy! Mommy, come quick!"

Suddenly, Chen Nianshen's clear and loud voice came from outside the French windows of the balcony.

Accompanied by the giggles of her younger sister, Chen Muzhou.

Shen Wanzhou quickly threw off the covers.

She didn't even bother to put on her rabbit slippers completely, leaving only half of them on at the heel.

They ran towards the spacious open-air balcony.

A gentle breeze carrying the salty, damp scent of the Mediterranean wafts in the morning.

The wind dispelled her lingering sleepiness.

She held onto the ancient stone railing with both hands and looked down at the back garden in the direction the children were pointing.

I only glanced at it.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes widened instantly.

The terrifying images of "vampires" that had been swirling in my mind...

In this very second.

It was like being blown away by a Force 12 gale, leaving not a trace in an instant.

In the back garden of the castle.

Eagle was accompanied by several burly security guards.

They were shirtless, gathered around a huge bonfire hastily built with stones.

On the fire.

A makeshift barbecue grill made of thick wire was set up.

Several dark, unidentified objects, emitting a strange meaty aroma, were roasting on top.

Even more outrageous is...

Surrounded by this group of burly men.

Surrounded by six or seven large retired military dogs.

There are also three purebred huskies that the security team keeps for fun; they have clear, silly eyes.

The dogs were wagging their tails.

Especially those huskies.

A long, glistening strand of drool flowed from his mouth.

Its front paws frantically dug holes in the grass, its eyes fixed on the lumps of meat on the grill.

They were even more eager than hungry wolves waiting for their meal.

"Uncle Eagle! How much longer?"

Chen Nian Shen leaned on the railing and shouted loudly down.

A rare look of excitement appeared on that usually icy face.

"Big Black and the Husky can't wait any longer!"

Chen Muzhou waved his chubby little hands beside him, joining in the commotion.

Chen Yuan was holding a cup of freshly made warm milk.

I walked out of the bedroom and onto the balcony.

He casually shoved the glass of milk into Shen Wanzhou's hand.

With his other hand, he naturally wrapped his arm around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.

"This is the 'vampire' that scared you so much last night that you couldn't sleep."

Chen Yuan gently rested his chin on the top of her head, his voice low and languid.

It carried a hint of undisguised mockery.

"Just a few fruit bats that are overfed."

"I had Eagle and the others take care of it, so it'll be a good treat for these dogs."

Shen Wanzhou held a glass of milk.

He stared blankly at the few bats below that were fighting over a piece of bat wing bone.

The huskies were baring their teeth at each other and even rolling around on the grass fighting over food.

That ridiculous and utterly undignified scene.

She conjured up images of noble vampire counts in her mind, dressed in tuxedos and sporting fangs.

It was pressed thoroughly onto the floor and rubbed into powder.

My heartstrings, which had been taut all night, were finally released.

With a "snap," it completely relaxed.

I even felt like laughing.

I was so scared by a few dog food items that I hid under the covers?

If this gets out, her reputation as the richest woman in the world will be completely ruined.

"You...you're so annoying!"

Her face flushed, she turned around and gently punched Chen Yuan's firm chest.

Her coquettish nasal tone carried a hint of relief and ease.

In the garden downstairs.

The eagle tossed the last piece of charred bat meat into the food bowl of the largest husky.

Watching the dog wolf down its food, even crunching the bones with a loud cracking sound, I was struck by its greedy appearance.

A contrasting, honest smile appeared on his scarred face.

The eagle grinned, watching the husky frantically gnawing on a bone: "What European legend? In front of our Mr. Chen, that's just extra dog food!"