Everyone had gathered in the living room. Shaqila was surrounded on the sofa in the center, occupying the entire thing like a tiger claiming its territory. "Roll" was deeply displeased by the sight and came over, meowing for ages to declare that the armrest was his territory. Hao Ren only managed to placate him with a huge pile of biscuits and some coaxing.
Shaqila looked curiously at all the cat demons, Werewolves, and Vampires filling the room, clicking her tongue in amazement. "I've never seen anything like this anywhere else. So many chaotic races crammed together without fighting? I heard Werewolves and Bloodkin were mortal enemies."
Hao Ren pointed at Vivian and Lily. "Those two fought when they first arrived too, but they've mellowed out a lot since then. We believe in peaceful coexistence here. No matter how much you fought other Otherworlders outside before, once you come here, you're family. The idiot sitting across from you is even a Demon Hunter."
Shaqila's tail instinctively drew in at that, but that was the extent of her nervousness. "Whoa—how did you manage that?"
"Are Sirens not very afraid of Demon Hunters?" Hao Ren couldn't help asking Vivian in a low voice when he saw Shaqila's reaction.
Vivian nodded. "I told you before: Sirens are the only race that Demon Hunters have hardly ever hunted. When the two races occasionally meet, they try not to interfere with each other, so to Sirens, Demon Hunters are just a group of people who sound frightening but have no real blood feud with them."
"First, tell us what exactly happened to you." Nangong May had also transformed into her sea-serpent form, which made it easier to get close to Shaqila. She tapped the other girl's tail with the tip of her own. "Why were you