Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1763 - 1752: Family Visitors

"I... I don't know."The Viscount bodyguard was trembling so much he almost peed himself.

Murphy muttered, "Who could have kidnapped the young lady?"

He deliberately spoke up, just to help the man out of the predicament.

If this Viscount really peed himself, he would become the laughingstock of the entire Blood Clan.

The real disgrace lay with the Morgan family.

An accompanying Marquis roared in anger, "Besides those scum from the Sanctuary of Light, who else could it be?"

"But how did they find Alice?"

"There's been no news of anyone from the Sanctuary being active in New York."

"Could there be a traitor in our Morgan family?"

Hearing this, the Viscount's body trembled, almost letting loose, but he managed to hold it in at the last moment.

Just then, Xiu En suddenly burst in, shouting incessantly, "There's news, Miss Alice..."

As he was speaking, Xiu En suddenly knelt on the ground.

Though not of the same family, the Prince's intimidation held sway over every member of the Blood Clan.

Otherwise, why would they regard him as their earthly Divine Spirit?

Seeing this, Andrew quickly shielded Xiu En. He understood very well that this was not an intimidation tactic by his brother but a soul-level submission.

Seeing Xiu En still stunned, Andrew urgently asked, "Xiu En, you just said there was news. Is it about Alice?"

"Yes. We have found Miss Alice's whereabouts."

As he spoke, Xiu En quickly corrected himself, "To be precise, the news comes from a ghost."

"A ghost? Could this have something to do with the Dark Council?"

Hearing Andrew's speculation, Morgan's face changed, contemplating the implications behind this matter.

Though the Blood Clan is part of the Dark Council, due to differences in identity and camp, they have always remained on the periphery of this organization.

To some extent, the Dark Council could be deemed a Mage Guild, as the vast majority of its members are human.

These people practice Black Magic, Necromancy, and other forbidden secret techniques, committing many heinous acts and have gradually come together amidst various pursuits, forming the Dark Council.

The president of the Dark Council is a Ghost Mage, and many within are those who abandoned their bodies, willing to become Ghost Mages.

This group is entirely a bunch of research maniacs, having a keen interest in the Alien Race beyond just magic.

For this reason, the Blood Clan has had many verbal conflicts with them.

Fortunately, the Dark Council has been somewhat restrained and does not personally target Alien Races, with all research materials sourced from purchased corpses.

So, upon hearing about a ghost, Andrew's first reaction was whether these lunatics had captured his daughter for research.

Everyone knows Alice's special constitution has taken the entire Western Cultivation World by storm.

A Blood Clan member not afraid of Holy Power, the mystery within is fatally attractive to these Black Mages who are also restrained by Holy Power.

Andrew furiously exclaimed, "Those bastards, if they dare harm a hair on my daughter's head, I'll storm their lair."

"My brother, remember, you have the great Morgan family behind you."

Upon hearing the Morgan Clan Leader's words, all the old spirits present, with the lowest cultivation being that of a Marquis, immediately unleashed a surge of boiling magic power.

In the midst of these surging waves of magic, Xiu En seemed like a small wooden boat in a giant wave, the powerful aura almost suffocating him.

Andrew gritted his teeth, saying, "Now, let's go get her from the Dark Council."

Xiu En, teeth chattering, forcefully uttered a few words, "No... it's not."

The Morgan Clan Leader said indifferently, "Philip family's young one, now you can speak."

"I... I became an Earl."

Feeling the nearly explosive magic power, Xiu En bit his lip to force himself to calm down, then elegantly bowed to the Morgan Clan Leader, saying, "Thank you for your gift."

"Stop with the nonsense, speak quickly."

Andrew urged urgently, "There's no time for this."

"Sorry!"

A hint of apology flashed in Xiu En's eyes, then he said, "Miss Mary is not a member of the Dark Council, but rather a companion Miss Alice met on the road."

Hearing this, the shivering Viscount bodyguard quickly nodded, "Yes. Her name is Mary."

"Why didn't you report it?"

Noticing the cold gleam in Andrew's eyes, the Viscount was in a difficult position,

after Murphy and others left, with their power, they still couldn't contact the castle.

Only today, with Alice's disappearance, did they use the Philip family's communication array.

Besides, a mere ghost didn't concern these Viscounts at all.

"Where is Mary now?"

"She's waiting outside the door."

At this moment, the Morgan Clan Leader asked, "Why is there a human?"

Xiu En quickly said, "His name is Bick, he's Mr. Ning's driver, he's the one who brought Mary over."

"You may go."

Seeing a group of black-robed old men inside the room, Bick loudly said, "What's this! A bunch of old guys making it look like a cult gathering."

"How dare you!"

As the words fell, an angry Marquis secretly unleashed a magic shock.

Under the Blood Clan's cold black magic, the aura contained within the magic would make ordinary people frightened enough to kneel.

But Bick seemed unaware, still scratching his head and pondering, "This room's cooling effect isn't great."

"Interesting."

The Morgan Clan Leader nodded with a smile, then waved his hand, "Take him away."

"What are you doing? Let go of your hands!"

Looking at the chicken-claw-like skinny hands on his arms, shouting Bick never considered one question.

How did these two frail old men, almost blown away by a gust of wind, easily drag this burly man?

"Don't be afraid. Your name is Mary, right? Tell us what you know."

Bick might be rash, but Mary was not. These people, with just the aura they emitted, almost scattered her soul body.

Shivering, Mary knelt to the ground with a thud, "Please, save Miss Alice."

Andrew asked nervously, "What happened to my daughter?"

"Miss Alice is your daughter."

Mary was taken aback, quickly saying, "A group of men in armor, and a priest."

As she spoke, Mary described what she saw, scene by scene.

"Damn Sanctuary of Light."

Andrew could no longer control the anger within, the uncontrollable magic pressure wreaked havoc like a hurricane inside,

"My brother, don't let anger consume your calm."

Though he said this, the Morgan Clan Leader was not as calm as he appeared.

His mirror-like eyes seemed disturbed by stones, rippling with waves.

The Morgan Clan Leader glanced at Andrew, who immediately said, "Miss Mary, there's something we need your help with."

"I'll help with whatever I can."

"You need to recall the scene at that time, and we'll extract the information with magic."