Lionel Yeager curled his lip and said, "You are a prince of the Blood Race and also one of the God Kings of Holy Kingdom. You have strength, status, and position. Are you still afraid you can’t find a girlfriend?"
"I think it’s not that you can’t find one, but that your standards are too high, right?"
The Dark Baron burst into hearty laughter and said, "Mr. Yeager, it’s really not that my standards are high, it’s just that fate has not arrived yet.
If I meet someone I like, even if she has nothing, I will accept her.
If it’s someone I don’t like, even if she is a princess of the Royal Family or a heiress of a financial dynasty, I wouldn’t spare her another glance."
"It looks like you are much better than Hamandi, that playboy prince."
Lionel Yeager smiled and then asked, "So when do we leave?"
The Dark Baron said, "Mr. Yeager, if you have no other matters, shall we set off now?"
"No problem."
Lionel Yeager readily agreed.
Bardon Bard said, "Brother Yeager, I also want to come along. I’m quite curious about what this Blood Race is like!"
"We’ll go too!"
Lily Tisdale and Prajna Bates echoed.
Lionel Yeager nodded and said, "Alright then, let’s all go together."
Julia Stewart said, "Then I’ll take you to the airport now."
Afterward, Lionel Yeager and his group took a car to River City Airport.
On the road.
Julia Stewart asked, "Lionel, are you taking our private jet, or do you need me to book you tickets?"
The Dark Baron said with a smile, "Miss Stewart, there’s no need to trouble yourself. Later, Mr. Yeager and the others can take my private jet to Iceland."
Lionel casually asked, "How rich exactly are you Blood Race folks?"
"I’m not too clear on the specifics."
The Dark Baron shook his head and said, "However, our Blood Race has existed for thousands of years and we have industries all over the world, accumulating a vast amount of wealth.
It’s just that we’ve always remained behind the scenes; those industries have people to manage them, so ordinary folks don’t know about it."
Lionel realized and said, "It seems your Blood Race is quite ancient."
The Dark Baron said, "Indeed, the Blood Race is quite ancient. We have been passed down for 57 generations, and my father is the current Clan Leader of the 57th generation."
Prajna Bates curiously said, "Right, Mr. Dark Baron, I heard from people in the Dark World that members of the Blood Race can live a very long time. Is that true?"
"It is true."
The Dark Baron smiled and then said, "Even the most ordinary of our clan people can live at least a hundred years.
If one’s bloodline can awaken, then living much longer is no difficult feat—they can live for several hundreds of years."
Bardon Bard’s mouth twitched, "So all your Blood Race folk are practically a bunch of living fossils?"
The Dark Baron laughed heartily, "You could say that, I suppose."
Lionel Yeager reflected in his heart.
The deeper his understanding of the world became, the more he felt that this world was not simple.
All kinds of races, all kinds of Power Users, existed in this world.
It’s just that these people all hid in the shadows, behind the scenes, so regular people were unaware of their existence.
Talking and laughing along the way.
Soon, Lionel Yeager and his group arrived at the airport.
In the hall.
Julia Stewart adjusted Lionel’s collar, and whispered gently, "Come back home soon after you get things done; we’ll go visit aunt in Fragrance River together."
"Okay."
Lionel nodded, smiled warmly, "Qing Mei, if you run into any trouble, don’t tough it out alone.
I will always be your most solid support."
"Mhm."
Julia Stewart nodded her head, feeling a warm sensation in her heart.
It was precisely because there had always been a man by her side to encourage, help, and protect her.
Bardon Bard paused for a moment before asking, "So, how much did this jet cost?"
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