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How deep is the hatred between Blade and the Blood Clan?
To put it simply, if the Blood Clan were to create a blacklist, Blade would be at the top.
Over the years, since Blade began his journey, he has killed countless vampires. Don't be fooled by his youthful appearance; in reality, this guy is nearly a century old. The number of vampires he has slain over that time cannot be counted in just two or three digits. So how could the Blood Clan not harbor deep hatred for him?
Although most of those he has killed are not pureblood vampires.
Since being stopped by two guards at the entrance of the Pan-American Building, Blade's striking outfit has drawn too much attention.
Before long, a leader from the Blood Clan arrived at the entrance. Unlike typical members of the clan, he was dressed in a suit that made him look more like a successful businessman.
Upon seeing Blade, the facade of civility he had maintained began to crack, and his expression twisted gradually.
"You dare come here?"
The implication was that this guy was simply seeking death. However, Blade did not think so. He shrugged and replied, "Why shouldn't I come? Unless you can speak for Gottano."
The Blood Clan leader's expression froze momentarily before he sneered, "What good could a Daywalker like you possibly want from us? I advise you to leave now; otherwise, even if you want to leave later, you won't be able to."
As he spoke, dozens of security personnel rushed in from all directions, surrounding the two of them.
Shasha and Blade remained unfazed, even sharing a hint of amusement.
"You can't seriously think these guys can stop me?"
"Whether they can or not, you'll find out when you try!" Just as the Blood Clan leader was about to command everyone to take them down, another figure emerged from the building. He glanced at the situation and, relieved to see no conflict had erupted yet, shouted, "Ockerman, take everyone away; I'll handle this!"
The Blood Clan leader named Ockerman's expression turned cold at those words. Suppressing his inner anger, he replied icily, "Since Elder Donok wants to handle it, I won't refuse."
With that, he led the security personnel away.
Watching them leave, Shasha clearly saw the coldness in Ockerman's eyes as he turned his head. Confused yet hesitant to ask, she remained silent, for Elder Donok had already spoken.
"I'm sorry, but you know your identity is too sensitive."
Blade nodded in understanding and got straight to the point. "I'm here seeking help."
Donok paused for a moment, then a smile spread across his face. "It would be an honor to assist Daywalker."
Many might wonder why Blade and the Blood Clan Council wouldn't engage in a deadly confrontation upon meeting.
Previously, it had been explained that the vampire community was divided into two types: Purebloods and Mixed Bloods. Purebloods yearned for peace and a human-like existence, living by legitimate means, engaging in business just like ordinary people. They appeared no different from anyone else. It's worth noting that Gottano held the title of a member of the American Chamber of Commerce.
This explains why Blade did not harbor strong animosity towards them; ultimately, it was Daken who attacked his mother, not others. If there were to be hatred, Daken would be the true villain. As for those unruly vampires, he merely dealt with them as a secondary matter.
However, regardless of their lack of deep-seated hatred, there were still underlying conflicts between Blade and the Blood Clan Council.
Donok led the two to the top floor of the building, where Gottano, the leader of the Blood Clan Council, had been waiting for some time.
At first glance, Shasha thought Gottano resembled more of a gentleman than a vampire. After all, he was a Pureblood who had endured millennia of experiences; his cultivation and personal background were beyond ordinary comprehension, coupled with an exceptionally high level of refinement.
"I apologize for not greeting you in person; you understand the pressure I face when meeting you."
From the outset, he compelled both to feel indebted to him while leaving no room for criticism.
Blade felt somewhat guilty about this but set aside his remorse for the sake of Serum and Daken's whereabouts. "Mr. Gottano, I'm here for two matters."
"First, I need the Serum to treat the vampire virus. Second, I want information on Daken Feast!"
Gottano's expression remained unchanged as he seemed to contemplate the feasibility of these two requests or what benefits could be derived from them. After a moment, a meaningful look crossed his face. "The conditions are not difficult, but with requests come negotiations. So what can I gain from this?"
Blade frowned at this; honestly, he was not skilled at negotiating with others.
However, it was fortunate to have Shasha, who took over the conversation. He responded, albeit somewhat off-topic, "I suppose Mr. Gottano must be quite troubled by Daken, right? After all, he lacks the elegance of our kind and blatantly disregards the rules. While he has indeed gained a lot of power in a short time through violence, it has also brought about disaster, hasn't it?"
At this point, he glanced at the seemingly indifferent Blade, who was equally unresponsive.
Seeing that Gottano remained silent, Shasha continued, "When a subordinate recklessly breaks the rules set by their superior and shows no respect whatsoever, what do you think their ambition is? If you refuse to acknowledge it or believe he wouldn't dare, then you are gravely mistaken. He absolutely has both the capability and the motive to do so!"
Perhaps only Gottano understood what Shasha truly meant, as he had recently had a conflict with Daken that was still vivid in his memory.
Gottano still did not speak, seemingly unconvinced by Shasha's words.
Instead, Shasha had already sensed Gottano's shifting intentions and pressed on, "I know you don't want to bear the stigma of slaughtering your own kind; that would undoubtedly tarnish your reputation among our people. But Eric is different. He can do what you dare not do, and all it requires from you is a nod."
Finally, Gottano broke his silence. "I must admit, you have indeed convinced me."
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