Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

However, today, upon seeing An Yiqing in person, they all felt it was so unbelievable.

At this moment, a timid voice asked, "An Yiqing... is she the one who defeated Archbishop Lawrence...?"

Under the gaze of the crowd, An Yiqing raised her eyebrows slightly, "If you’re referring to the one who died in the Black Forest, I guess I am that An Yiqing."

Boom—everyone erupted into a flurry of commotion. The eyes of many from the Werewolf Clan lit up with a strong fighting spirit; the warlike Wolf Tribe is always passionate about the strong. Meanwhile, the Blood Clan was less joyous, Bach’s face dimmed slightly, and the other clans of the Magic Party collectively felt a heavy heart.

An Yiqing is definitely not someone easy to deal with!

"Presumably, you have just heard Xia Hau’s request. He challenges you all to a wheel battle, and if he wins, the positions of Chairman and Vice Chairman will be ours," An Yiqing said.

"That’s impossible!" A Dark Council elder replied without a second thought, "How could there be humans in the higher ranks of the Dark Council?! I will not allow such a thing!"

An Yiqing raised her eyebrows slightly, her cold gaze falling on the elder. The old man supported the Magic Party and was the most senior monster in the Lasombra Clan. At this moment, the old man glared at her full of murderous intent, as if he wanted to tear her apart.

An Yiqing let out a cold laugh, "Impossible? The reason why the Blood Clan and Werewolf Clan established the Dark Council was to make the dark world more stable and not subject to outsiders’ exploitation. So, it means that the strength of the Dark Council is very important. I believe my strength is sufficient to enter the upper ranks of the council and become the Vice Chairman. Or, unless you, you, or you can defeat the Archbishop in Red?"

The council chairman and the two vice chairmen named by An Yiqing blushed with embarrassment. Their strength was not high, and defeating the Archbishop in Red was impossible.

"What good is high strength? You’re human!" the old man snorted coldly.

An Yiqing smiled serenely, "I think having a competent human chairman is better than being led by a not-so-powerful Blood Clan member. At least, when The Church comes, I can still promise you some hope for survival. Of course, you can refuse. But at that time, don’t blame me for being merciless."

The elder had never been threatened like this, slammed the table, and stood up abruptly.

"What are you planning?! This is the Dark Council, it’s filled with masters! Don’t be too arrogant!"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a booming sound from outside the door, and the sturdy door was blasted open with a "bang." Under the horrified gaze of the people, a hundred or so men in black broke through the door, surrounding the conference room in layers thick enough that a fly couldn’t get through.

The leading man in black strode to An Yiqing’s side, glanced coldly at everyone, and said in a deep voice, "Miss, the Blood Guard Army has assembled!"

Now even a blind person could see that these murderous men in black were all An Yiqing’s people!

"What do you plan to do! This is the Dark Council! Not a place for you to mess around!"

An Yiqing coldly laughed, pulled over a chair, and sat down, staring coldly at everyone, "Gentlemen, I don’t wish to be enemies with you all. But if none of you agree to give me the positions of Vice Chairman and Chairman, we will have to talk things out properly!"

The Blood Clan and Wolf Tribe exchanged glances, all with gloomy faces. They, these dark creatures, were actually being threatened by a mere human!

Bach’s face was like stagnant water, looking at Old Prince Bruch, "Bruch, don’t you have anything to say? These people were brought by you. Do you intend to rebel?"

"Rebel?" The old prince chuckled, rose, and stood behind Xia Hau, "The Blood Clan always respects the Blood Emperor; Mr. Xia was personally chosen by Cain as the successor. If you don’t follow his arrangements, Bach, are you the one intending to rebel?"

Bach sneered, "Chosen by Cain as the successor? What proof do you have? Who knows if you’re just bringing someone to control the Blood Clan for yourself?"

Old Prince Bruch’s expression turned cold as well, "Since you don’t believe, let strength prove it. However, we must agree beforehand. If Mr. Xia wins, everyone in the Blood Clan must follow his arrangements! No objections!"

"Fine! As long as he can prove he is the successor of the Purple-Gold Blood Emperor, as long as he can defeat our masters, then he can rule the matters of the Dark Council!"

Bach’s side was settled, but the Wolf Tribe was still making a racket. Their ancestors are not Cain, and there is no need for them to give up the opportunity of being Elected Chairman for some Blood Emperor.