The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

The circular platform in the center of the banquet hall slowly rose.

Twenty sacrificial figures, dressed in plain white robes, stood quietly like sacrificial lambs.

Grand Duke Cedric sat in the main seat, distributing offerings according to contributions and titles. His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, yet it carried clearly throughout the hall.

"Three from the Ventura family, two from the Rothschild family... Does anyone have any objections?"

The nobles below the stage bowed in agreement.

With the prince asleep, his younger brother, Cedric, the Grand Duke of Claus, is in power.

Apart from the elders, who could check him, no one dared to contradict his decisions.

The bloodline of the third-generation direct bloodline alone is enough to make them bow down.

Wen Yubai stood at the edge of the crowd. Although he was a count, he was ignored by the higher-ups as usual.

The fact that he, a mixed-race man from a declining family, is allowed to stand here is already a sign of respect; what's the point of talking about sharing the sacrificial offerings?

Wen Yubai's gaze was fixed on the petite girl on the far left of the sacrificial offering line.

The girl had beautiful golden curly hair.

The protagonist of this world, Ivy Olivia, is both a human sacrifice and an undercover agent sent by the Blood Hunters.

There's another layer to her identity, one she herself is unaware of: a descendant of angels.

She was extremely lucky to be assigned to the Grand Duke's mansion.

After the sacrificial ceremony, the second half of the banquet began.

The nobles who received the offerings could go to a special lounge to taste the blood.

The other nobles could go to the gardens to socialize and enjoy wine.

Most people would choose the latter, and many nobles flocked to Cedric, trying to curry favor with him.

The Klaus family not only wields immense power among vampires, but also infiltrates vital industries in the human world such as medicine, architecture, and law.

Who wouldn't want a piece of the pie?

Wen Yubai lagged behind them, and while adjusting his tie, his gaze locked onto the back of the female lead, Ivy.

Ivy followed behind the butler, but caught a glimpse of a furtive figure out of the corner of her eye, and a smile crept onto her lips.

Wen Yubai saw the female lead say something to the butler, and then leave the group, seemingly to go to the restroom.

He immediately followed, quickly circling into the shadows of the corridor.

On the path beside the garden, he silently grabbed the girl's wrist from behind.

"ah!"

The girl gasped in surprise and turned around tremblingly, but paused for a moment when she saw Wen Yu's pale face.

Ivy lowered her head, seemingly frightened, her blonde hair slipping down her shoulders.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

Wen Yubai moved closer to her, a carefree smile playing on his lips.

"It smells so good, sweetheart, can I have a bite?"

"Sir, if you are thirsty, you may have a waiter bring you a cup of blood."

Ivy bit her lip, but deliberately touched Wen Yubai's fingers with her fingertips.

"No, the blood in the blood bank doesn't smell as good as yours!"

"grown ups…"

She looked up in alarm, her azure eyes filled with fear.

Her eyes were glistening with tears, and she looked utterly pitiful.

Wen Yubai was waiting for her to call for help, which led to Cedric staging a "hero saves the damsel in distress" moment.

The girl in his arms turned her head to the side, revealing a section of her snow-white skin on her neck, and closed her eyes tremblingly.

"Sir, I'm afraid of pain, please bite me gently."

Ivy had thought it through very well; staying by the Grand Duke's side would give her a better chance of accessing core intelligence.

However, a slight misstep could expose one's identity.

But the one in front of me is different.

It looks clumsy, but is obviously easier to control.

Although the title is unknown, even if it is just an insignificant minor nobleman, he can still find out about the resurrected vampire prince.

She simply abandoned her plan to "use him to attract the Grand Duke's attention" and secretly hoped that he would actually bite her.

Bite it, bite it.

Ivy was nervous but mostly excited when she was being sucked blood for the first time.

Wen Yubai was at a loss; his movements froze.

Biting is not an option, but not biting doesn't fit the character's persona.

Fortunately, he heard the sound of footsteps, followed by the Grand Duke's cool voice.

"Um?"

Wen Yubai hurriedly released the girl, turned around, and took several steps back upon seeing who it was.

Now it was his turn to tremble with fear.

A hint of regret and dissatisfaction flashed across the girl's eyes.

She lowered her head, nervously twisting her skirt, her mind racing as she tried to figure out how to exonerate Wen Yubai.

"Your Grace, I bumped into this gentleman by accident; he simply helped me up."

Cedric's gaze paused for half a second.

He was bored at the banquet and wanted to find a quiet place.

But he stumbled upon a nobleman with his back to him, holding a human girl in his arms, his head bowed, looking extremely intimate.

He vaguely remembered the girl.

She was the only blonde among the sacrificial offerings.

His blond hair reminded him of the angel who had saved him a hundred years ago.

That's why I specifically kept it in my own residence.

He never even got to touch it before some other fools took advantage of it.

Cedric narrowed his eyes, ignoring what a human was saying, and slowly turned his gaze to Wen Yubai.

Then, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Why did you stop? Weren't you quite interested just now?"

Wen Yubai stiffened his neck and offered a forced explanation: "Duke Klaus, I was just passing by and was so thirsty that I accidentally lost my composure. Please forgive me."

"Thirsty?"

Cedric repeated the two words, the last syllable rising slightly, as if savoring some interesting vocabulary.

He then remembered who the person in front of him was.

The half-brother of the White family, whose title his father risked his life for, was raised to be foolish and arrogant.

Five years ago, he was beaten up by a junior member of the Van Zhuo family, but now he dares to touch his people.

With the prince's resurrection imminent, various factions are secretly vying for power.

Was the White family's seemingly insignificant pawn suddenly jumping out to provoke them, either under orders or simply out of stupidity?

Cedric prefers the latter.

"I heard that your father was very particular about appearances when he was alive, but now it seems that the rumors were wrong."

"you!"

Wen Yubai suddenly looked up, his eyes blazing with anger.

The original owner's reverence for her father was almost ingrained in her bones; even a grand duke could not insult her father.

The fist swung out with a whoosh, and he deliberately used the hand wearing the family ring.

The movement seemed clumsy and impulsive to Cedric; he didn't even move.

Just as the fist was about to land in front of him, his gloved hand precisely gripped Wen Yubai's wrist, instantly dissipating all his strength.

"Hmm!"

Wen Yubai groaned in pain and was forced to bend over.

Cedric looked down at him.

Those scarlet eyes were tinged with moisture from anger and humiliation.

Arrogant, vibrant, and pretentious.

Cedric released his grip, and Wen Yubai staggered backward.

The numbness in his wrist spread down his arm. He clutched his arm and glared angrily at the other person.

Cedric thought to himself, like an untamed wild dog.

"How rude! Earl White needs to learn what the rules of aristocracy are."

Let's let the kids off the hook this time.

He didn't look at Wen Yubai again, turned to Ivy and gestured with his chin, "Let's go."

The footsteps faded into the distance, leaving Wen Yubai frozen in place.

[Plot point complete: At the banquet, he tried to suck the female lead's blood but was taught a lesson by the second male lead √]

"Is this considered a lesson learned?"

How can verbal humiliation not be considered a form of punishment?

188 felt that its host was too ignorant, so it kept a close eye on the plot developments.

[Perfect! Cedric doesn't even respect you. To him, defeating you in terms of dignity demonstrates his authority far more than resorting to violence.]

Does a Grand Duke like him need to do things himself?

Be careful walking alone at night.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yubai returned home safely.

The butler waited at the door, subtly glancing around at his master. Seeing that he was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems the owner didn't cause any trouble this time.