Hearing Baker's question, the vampire who was on surveillance continued watching while answering, “Nothing unusual, sir. The people here have stayed in their coffins sleeping all day. No one has gone out.” It made sense—except for carnivores with strong resistance to sunlight, what dark creature would go out during the day? Baker nodded. “Be careful, now is the truly dangerous time.” These two were his trusted aides, having followed him for many years. Even without Baker's instructions, they understood the key points. Montgomery, who was responsible for watching through the telescope, never took his eyes off it. Vampires had many ways to monitor people, but they were easily detected by those familiar with vampire magic, like Peter Yates, so in the end, they chose the oldest method—the telescope.

“Greenland, bring me a glass of red wine!” Baker ordered the younger vampire who had just opened the door. Greenland responded, “Please wait a moment, sir.” Red wine was one of the few drinks vampires could tolerate, and almost no vampire disliked it, regardless of their ethnicity in life. Baker took the glass of red wine handed to him by Greenland and took a sip. He was different from John Bennett; John Bennett was destined to be a solitary wanderer, with no one by his side. Even the Chief Justice had never visited John Bennett's residence. If it weren’t for the vampires’ habit of keeping their homes secret, just this alone would have prevented John Bennett from passing the carnivore review back then. Even though the Chief Justice later strongly recommended him, making him a carnivore, he still went through a review process twice as long as usual.

Thinking about today’s unpleasant encounter with John Bennett, Baker felt a bit frustrated. The relationship among the three carnivores was cold, not because of any particular conflict, but because it was simply the nature of vampires—not to be close with anyone, not even their own kind. Baker calculated in his mind; he had worked with John Bennett for one hundred and seventy-five years, and today’s unpleasantness was the first in all those years. Having lived for over five hundred years, Baker was deeply troubled and didn’t know how to dispel this feeling. Even though his lifespan was longer than some museum relics, there were still things that experience couldn’t help with.

Baker was among the first black slaves sold to Europe. By a twist of fate, he became a vampire, but for centuries his identity was never recognized, and he was hunted until the last century. The pain and tears he endured were beyond words! Through relentless struggle, he finally achieved his current status in the Camarilla. Thinking back on his misfortune, he felt he should do something for his fellow people, but today, he encountered setbacks at the very first step.

Before he could finish his glass of red wine, Montgomery suddenly shouted, “Sir, they’re on the move!” Baker vanished from the sofa where he had just been sitting, and almost instantly appeared beside the telescope. Standing next to Baker, Greenland was secretly shocked: the power of a carnivore was truly formidable!

Through the telescope, Baker could clearly see the fangs of the vampires inside the building across the street. A group had gathered together, and the most fashionably dressed one in the center was Peter Yates. He had no idea what they were planning this time! “Notify Spencer Wick immediately, assemble the Death Scythe Guard, and prepare for action!” Baker ordered. Greenland responded quickly and began dialing the phone in a hurry. The Camarilla allowed carnivores to form their own squads for the sake of law enforcement, but only Baker had ever used this privilege. He used it to protect more black vampires!

Spencer Wick arrived quickly, and suddenly there were more black people on the surrounding streets. Meanwhile, in the house across the street, Peter Yates and his group suddenly quieted down. They gathered together, carried out a statue of the Dark Lord, worshipped it for a while, and then simply returned to their rooms to continue sleeping! Baker frowned and waved helplessly to Spencer Wick, “Stand down!”

Apart from that mysterious figure, John Bennett had gained nothing from his surveillance of the Le Sen vampire family these past two days. A few days later, they gathered again in the Chief Justice's underground palace. Both men understood that the final decision was at hand. As soon as they arrived, the Chief Justice’s face was icy cold: “Edwin Gragg was assassinated last night!” “What!” John Bennett and Baker exclaimed in unison, both shocked! “How could this happen? Who did it?” John Bennett asked urgently. The Chief Justice glanced at him and replied, “The motive is still unclear, but unfortunately, it was one of our own! Edwin’s blood was completely drained!” John Bennett felt a chill run through his body. When he turned around, he was met with Baker’s lion-like, furious eyes. John Bennett hurriedly explained, “Baker, believe me…” Baker turned his head away fiercely, saying nothing!