This was a very serious scene.
The evil dragon of the Divine Land was sitting expressionlessly with her arms crossed in front of Luo Pianxian. The cake crumbs on the computer screen still hadn't been wiped away, and the character on-screen in Your Man Doesn't Want You Anymore! was currently lying dead without reacting.
Her teammate was frantic.
"My throat still hurts terribly. It feels like someone has been stabbing it with a hard object for three days and three nights straight. Do you understand?" The evil dragon of the Divine Land no longer had her usual tenderness in her voice—it was hoarse and raspy.
The Little Butterfly Demon could only place both hands on her knees and lower her head, not daring to look up. "I... should I make you some loquat water?"
She looked as though she was about to stand.
"Is that the problem?" The evil dragon of the Divine Land raised her voice slightly.
The Little Butterfly Demon trembled as if she had been electrocuted. Then she hurriedly sat back down, still holding her knees with both hands and keeping her head lowered, looking as though she was about to cry.
The evil dragon couldn't keep being fierce anymore. Long Xiruo let out a long breath, rubbed her temples, and said, "And then?"
"Then... then what?" Luo Pianxian asked tentatively.
The True Dragon of Shenzhou frowned. "What you said about that Bad Woman coming back... is it true?"
"Mm-hmm." Luo Pianxian nodded. "Didn't we just eat cake?"
Miss Long, who had turned back into the evil dragon of the Divine Land, felt her stomach and throat ache, as though she had just eaten a dead cockroach. Her entire body inexplicably hurt. "Don't bring that up! I can't get over it!"
"S-sorry..."
Long Xiruo rubbed her temples