It seemed that even the Lucas family, an obstinate faction of Vampires who thought highly of themselves, did not dare slight Vivian, the ultimate ancient ancestor who had survived from the prehistoric era to the present day. Heiserana had only sent a servant over to deliver a message yesterday, yet today their clan leader had personally come to pay a visit. But then again, it made sense. Vampires were a race that placed great importance on bloodlines and inheritance, and they valued the word "seniority" above all else. No matter how crazy someone like Vivian was, she was still their elder. Besides, forget Vampires—even if someone on the level of Emperors Yan and Huang or Adam and Eve suddenly appeared among humans and said they wanted to meet some person on Earth, assuming it was genuine, how many people do you think could remain seated? Vivian's history was no shorter than theirs...
However, although the Lucas family had arrived early, the important person they had come to see had only just woken up. As Hao Ren followed two Vampire maids toward the long hall on the first floor, he saw Vivian push open a door nearby and come out. She greeted him while yawning, looking as if she had not slept enough—and she had not even combed her hair or washed her face. Hao Ren was astonished. Vivian usually cared most about her appearance. In Lily's words, she was "fussy despite being poor." Even when she was nearly starving, she would still do her best to keep her old clothes neat and tidy. She always looked like a dignified and refined young lady from a respectable family. This appearance of hers was truly a rare sight.
"Didn't you sleep last night?" Hao Ren asked Vivian in surprise. A Vampire's biological