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The war is still going on and the cleanup work is not yet completed.

There was nothing useful in this Death Eater meeting. The reason for holding the meeting was just to get to know people and adjust the status and position within the Death Eaters.

To the shock of everyone, even Vincent Lord, Tom Riddle let Regulus sit on the empty chair at the long table.

Tom Riddle naturally has his own considerations.

He had investigated Regulus and recognized his abilities. Moreover, doing so would make Wenxiu Lord happy, so why not do it?

only……

His eyes swept over Regulus, who was frequently looking at Vinciu Lord, and the corners of Tom Riddle's lips, which were hidden by the mask, lowered, and magic flowed through the staff.

"Oh," Tom Riddle sneered in his heart, "loyalty is probably true, but it is also true that he has other intentions towards his fiancé."

"Regulus, have Lucius take you to the study after the meeting."

The Death Eater who was reporting on the cleanup progress paused for a moment, and after confirming that the Lord had no intention of continuing to speak, he continued his report.

Arranged to sit next to Tom Riddle, he listened to the report boredly and leaned on his shoulder, falling asleep. Suddenly, a low voice above his head woke Wenxiu Lord up.

I barely woke up for a few seconds to identify whether there was any important information.

As a result, the voice was too hypnotic. Wenxiu Lord was completely unable to resist the class-like atmosphere. He became dizzy and was about to fall asleep as soon as his eyes closed.

The soul fell rapidly, and when it was about to hit the bottom, the body suddenly shuddered.

The wand in his sleeve fell to the ground with a thud when he shook it, interrupting the Death Eater who was reporting in the middle of his speech.

The Death Eater whose report was interrupted: I feel so sad that I have no tears to cry, my family. What does it mean to be interrupted by two superiors in a row when reporting on work? I am waiting online and it is very urgent.

It's a pity that no one cares about this not-so-pitiful little thing.

Tom Riddle, who was leaning against by Vincent Lord, witnessed the whole process. The corners of his lips curled up under the mask, and a chuckle ignited the ears of the silver-haired young man.

Picking up his wand and putting it back into his sleeve, Wenxiu Lord smiled and said to the Death Eater who was standing there and didn't dare to speak, "Go on."

The faker the smile on the face, the harder the feet are stepping under the table.

It would have been fine if he just laughed secretly like Lucius and Regulus, but he laughed out loud.

How could Wenxiu Lord bear this? He stepped on Tom Riddle's instep, making him experience what it means to be overjoyed and then suffer.

It was not until the report was over and Tom Riddle announced the end of the meeting that Wenxiu Lord let go.

Fortunately, Tom Riddle was wearing a mask, so the Death Eaters couldn't see his expression underneath the mask.

It was Tom Riddle who stumbled when he stood up, and it was only because of Wenxiu Lord's quick action that he put his arm around his waist that he avoided a embarrassment.

Wenxiu Lord felt so guilty that his movements were careful and his tone was gentle, as if he was holding something fragile.

His action showed his guilty conscience, but in the eyes of the other Death Eaters in the hall... hehe, that had a completely different meaning.

Shock, admiration, what a horror! Everyone had different expressions on their faces, and their expressions were also very colorful.

For a moment, everyone was running for their lives at triple speed. Those who didn't know would have thought there was a dog chasing them.

After everyone left, Wenxiu Lord helped Tom Riddle, whose toe was hurting, to lean against the edge of the table, and quickly lifted his mask to stop him from saying anything before he got angry.

Are you kidding? There's no reason to try to comfort someone after you've vented your anger. Of course, the choice is to shut his mouth.

Solve the problem once and for all. Wenxiu Lord has personally tested it and found it to be effective.

Burying his head in the man's neck, Wenxiu Lord felt his chest rising and falling violently as he absorbed the fresh air, and put his hands on the table to blame him.

"How could Fudi laugh at me in front of them."

After pursing his still numb lips a few times, Tom Riddle pushed the rogue in front of him away and snorted.

He took back the mask, put it on, left and closed the door in one go, ignoring Wenxiu Lord the whole time.

Wenxiu Lord, who was trapped in the meeting room, shrugged, pushed the door open and followed Tom Riddle who was already walking up the stairs.

In the corridor outside the study, Regulus and Lucius stood politely, neither of them spoke.

Although the two actually have a good relationship in private, a good family relationship, and even business cooperation.

But the two men said nothing.

The scent of their kind on the other party was so strong that they couldn't open their mouths.

After a brief silence, the two men who had not waited for Lord and Wen Xiu to come over had some guesses in their hearts. The expressions on their faces were half hidden in the darkness, and each one looked more like a male ghost than the other.

"How has Wenxiu been these years?" Regulus couldn't help but ask first.

Lucius took a deep breath and his expression returned to being indifferent and arrogant. Only the hand with blue veins showing as it clenched the snake-head cane gave some clues.

"Of course he'll be fine with me around."

Not wanting to admit his own incompetence, Lucius answered with a guilty yet tough tone.

"Liar." With a pair of droopy eyes, Regulus looked up at the platinum-colored man who was a few centimeters taller than him, his gloomy temperament extending tentacles in the shadows.

He didn't expose him, but continued to ask, "What happened that night?"

The man's already pale face had lost all its color, and his cold gray eyes were burning with a fire that he could not see, and filled with a white mist that he could not penetrate.

"That's not what you should know."

The last line of his voice trembled, as if he was enduring intense pain. Lucius turned around and stood in the shadows with his back to the light, and no longer answered all the questions Regulus asked next.

Staring at Lucius' back, Regulus clenched his hands hanging by his sides into fists, and his finger bones made crisp sounds.

The corridor fell silent again, and this time no one on either side spoke, until the sound of two pairs of shoes with different tones stepping on the floor was heard at the end of the corridor.

The first voice was dull and rapid, and another voice followed closely, messy and crisp, accompanied by the voice of Wenxiu Lord.

"Vodhi, wait for me."

The footsteps in front showed no sign of stopping, and even quickened as these words were spoken.

The two of them quickly suppressed their emotions that were about to get out of control, and looked expectantly towards the end of the corridor.

Tom Riddle strode like a gust of wind, his wizard robes flying behind him. He waved his wand to open the door, and said something quickly as he passed by the two of them.

"Follow me."

Then he locked the door before Wenxiu Lord entered.

With a bang, poor Mr. Lord was locked out by his angry fiancé.

When he reached the door, Wenxiu Lord kept scratching it, knocking on it loudly.

"Vodi, how could you lock me out and leave me in the same room with the two of them!"

Just kidding, if he wasn't watching, who knows what this old guy would do to his two good friends.

Speculating in his mind the thousands of possibilities of why Tom Riddle had asked Regulus to come over, Wen Xiuluod turned into a puppy and scratched the door even harder.