"What are you trying to do?" In front of the little villa, Long Xiruo froze when she saw Little Butterfly Demon's finger about to knock on the door.
"Knock, of course."
As expected...
Long Xiruo shook her head and said in the manner of someone experienced, "Listen, we're only waiting here temporarily. There's no need to alert the people inside... Hmm, something feels strange about this place."
As she spoke, she pushed Little Butterfly Demon behind her, then casually threw Golden Dragon onto the ground before tentatively pushing open the villa's door.
Creak—!
The entrance hall was dim, but a faint light shone from somewhere at the end of the corridor... After looking around, True Dragon of Shenzhou pondered for a moment before walking straight inside.
"Dragon Sister! You didn't take off your shoes!"
Although her tone sounded stern, her voice was merely a whisper... Looking back at the big-chested butterfly demon's solemn expression, True Dragon of Shenzhou raised her hand and curled her fingers into the shape of a drill... It was a mother teaching her daughter.
Little Butterfly Demon covered her head... but didn't crouch down.
Long Xiruo then gestured for silence before walking toward the light source—it was coming through the crack beneath a door. As she neared the door, Long Xiruo unexpectedly discovered a huge hole in the corridor ceiling.
It looked as though something had crashed straight through it... Why did she keep feeling that the whole place reeked of Golden Dragon Fafnir? There also seemed to be a very unusual fragrance lingering in the air.
This perfume scent felt familiar... Where had she sensed it before?
Before the suspicion in her heart could take shape, Long Xiruo tilted her head and gently pushed open the living room door.
Driven by the force of her