After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 141: Banquet

She didn’t know why this vampire suddenly asked her that, but still respectfully answered, “Madam said, if they deserve to die, they should die.”

“Heh.” The woman let out an ambiguous chuckle and said lightly, “Humans... are always greedy.”

She tossed aside the knife in her hand, walked over to Mary, and used her blood-stained fingertip to fix her hair. Her tone held a smile: “Mary, you know? Humans in this world always act like they detest and resist vampires, yet deep down they envy their immortality and eternal youth.”

Feeling the sticky blood cling to her hair and the metallic scent flood her nose, Mary didn’t dare move a muscle.

She suppressed the trembling in her heart and tried to keep her tone as normal as possible: “Madam is absolutely right. They all want to replace you, but no one compares to you.”

Yu Li stared at her face and slowly started to smile. “You really do know how to talk.”

She withdrew her hand, speaking lazily:

“But the truth is, it’s not like that.”

“Once someone becomes a vampire, their mindset completely changes. The greed is endless. After all, humans are humans, vampires are vampires—how could things ever go back to the way they were?”

Hearing that, Mary’s breath caught and her pupils trembled slightly. She quickly lowered her eyes to hide her reaction.

Yu Li took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood from her body, frowning in disgust, “I’m going to take a shower. You and Steward Wang clean this up and then get back to preparing for the banquet.”

“Yes, Madam.”

Only after the woman went upstairs did Mary slightly relax. She looked at the corpse on the ground, grief flashing in her eyes, then turned to Steward Wang.

“Steward Wang,” she called softly.

He turned around at her voice, still wearing the same fixed smile: “What is it?”

Seeing this, disappointment flickered in Mary’s eyes.

“Nothing.”

In this entire estate, she was the only normal person left.

As night deepened, the players could clearly feel that the number of servants around them had increased.

These servants stuck to them like shadows, following them closely wherever they went.

With NPCs watching their every move, the players couldn’t act at all and could only stick to their character settings and wait.

When the banquet was about to start, several of them changed into formal wear and were led by Steward Wang to the grand hall.

At the front doors, Steward Wang handed them each a mask and smiled, “Tonight’s theme is a masquerade. Please put these on.”

Wu Bei took the mask: “When is Youyou coming?”

“Miss will arrive at the start of the banquet. Please be patient.”

Hearing that, the group exchanged glances, then put on their masks and stepped into the hall.

Although it was a banquet, maybe because it hadn’t officially started yet, there were only about a dozen people in the hall.

She quickly scanned the guests attending the banquet, her gaze sweeping the surroundings.

What was certain now was that these were definitely not normal guests.

A server came over with a tray of wine glasses and handed one to her.

Mu Chengsi took it. Just then, Yi Xian walked over and said, “Feels like there aren’t many people.”

“Yeah.” Mu Chengsi replied casually, tugging at the corner of her lips, her tone unclear whether it was envy or jealousy. “Maybe the place is just too big, so it looks empty. Shen Youyou’s family really is loaded.”

Caught off guard by Mu Chengsi’s line, Yi Xian froze for a moment before realizing the other had already slipped into character.

So fast.

She was secretly impressed and chuckled a bit before responding, “Yeah, everyone knows Shen Youyou’s family is rich, right?”

Mu Chengsi curled her lips, gave a perfunctory hum, and then looked around, “Where’s Jiang Xi?”

She scanned the area at the same time, but when she saw the familiar figure by the dessert table, she couldn’t hold it in—her expression stiffened slightly, and she forced a smile: “Oh, so that’s where you are... eating.”

Seriously? She was really eating in the middle of an instance!

Was this what they called protagonist-tier plot armor composure?

Mu Chengsi would be lying if she said she wasn’t jealous—she wanted that kind of skill herself.

Her eyes unconsciously searched for Bo Jingmo’s figure. They’d all come in together, but in just this short time, the guy had disappeared.

“Have you seen Bo Jingmo?” Mu Chengsi asked Yi Xian next to her.

“Huh? He was just here...” Yi Xian replied while turning to look, but when she saw that the spot was empty, the rest of her words got stuck in her throat. She could only helplessly shake her head, “I don’t see him either.”

She teased, “Maybe he couldn’t wait to see Youyou and went off on his own.”

“……”

Mu Chengsi couldn’t laugh. She still hadn’t figured out what Bo Jingmo’s deal was, and now he’d vanished again.

Not long after, they heard a familiar voice not far off.

“Good evening, everyone.”

It was Steward Wang, standing on stage with a microphone, his face wearing a polite smile. “Welcome, dear guests, to tonight’s banquet.”

Although his words were welcoming, his eyes remained locked on the players, and his previously warm tone now carried an unmistakable malice.

“For this banquet, we’ve invited a few of Miss Shen’s classmates.”

As he finished, the other “guests” in the hall suddenly turned their heads, and over a dozen pairs of eyes locked onto the players.

All of them wore masks, with perfect smiles on their faces, but their eyes were void of emotion—like soulless puppets. It was eerie and deeply unsettling.

A chill ran down everyone’s spines.

Mu Chengsi’s expression grew serious as she exchanged a glance with Wu Bei.

Fortunately, the creepy stares didn’t last long and one by one, the “guests” turned their heads away again.

Steward Wang still had a smile on his face: “The Master is unwell and won’t be attending the banquet. We ask for your understanding.”

“Now then, please welcome the host of tonight’s banquet, Madam Shen.”

As soon as he finished, the lights around them dimmed.

A woman slowly descended from the spiral staircase.

Her skin was smooth and fair as snow, and she wore an elegant black gown, the wide hem sparkling with countless tiny diamonds under the lights. Her dark hair was pinned up, with a few loose strands falling along the side of her face. Her neck was swan-like and graceful, adorned with a luxurious necklace—its centerpiece, a dazzling red gemstone.

A delicate black mask covered part of her face, yet her refined features still shone through, exuding a noble elegance. Especially those bewitching red eyes—they glowed even more mesmerizingly under the lights.

She raised her wine glass, her gaze lazily sweeping over the players downstairs, the corners of her eyes lifting slightly as her red lips parted.

“Welcome, everyone.”

Her gentle voice sounded sweet, yet carried an inexplicable teasing cruelty.

“I hope... you all have fun.”

When those players met her strange red eyes, they couldn’t help but feel a chill down their backs. They instinctively looked away, hearts pounding with fear and shock.

Even though they had already guessed Lina’s true nature, seeing those eerie red eyes still made their hearts tremble.

Lina... was truly a vampire.

Mu Chengsi frowned subtly.

But just as everyone was focused on the stage, the woman suddenly looked in her direction.

Their eyes met midair.

Mu Chengsi froze. The woman smiled and slowly raised her wine glass.

Then, in a corner no one else noticed, she gave her a subtle wink.

That gesture—it felt just like... a greeting between acquaintances.

Mu Chengsi’s pupils abruptly contracted.