In America: I Applied to Be a Vampire's Butler

After transmigrating to America, Zhou Tong thought he’d get to live out a rags-to-riches story as a Wall Street wolf.

Instead, from the start, he signed a “lifetime indenture” and became a vampire’s personal butler.

Worse, his employer is not only an older woman who’s lived for three hundred years, but also a level-nine disaster at everyday life, with a wicked streak and a razor-sharp tongue!

“Zhou Tong, why does today’s blood bag taste like peanuts? Are you trying to kill me?”

“Zhou Tong, that werewolf outside is peeing by the door again. Go hook up the hose.”

“Zhou Tong, I’m hungry. Get me something medium-rare… Actually, forget it. Let’s order takeout. Your cooking tastes worse than holy water.”

Zhou Tong looked at the floor he’d just finished cleaning and the bills in his hand, lost in thought:

What happened to vampires being noble and aloof? What happened to America being paved with gold?

This isn’t a vampire. She’s a spoiled young lady who needs round-the-clock service!