Pfft! Inside a hotel room.
The white-haired man sitting cross-legged on the bed suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
He wore a black cloak and was wrapped tightly from head to toe in black cloth. Numerous glittering ornaments hung from his body, and a skull-topped staff leaned against the foot of the bed.
"My summoned Hellfire was taken out!" he said grimly.
In one corner of the room, a handsome blond man in white slowly rose from his chair.
"Your Hellfire was a one-use summoned creature, at least D-rank in strength. How could it have been dealt with so easily? According to the plot, that Wang Mu should only be C-rank at most."
"Logically speaking, demons from the Burning Legion are extremely troublesome and can fight above their rank. But if other experts intervened, that would be another matter." The white-haired man spoke hoarsely. "The moment the captain sent the signal, I acted immediately. From summoning the Hellfire to it being eliminated, it took less than two minutes."
"Where's the captain? As long as she comes back, it'll be fine!" the blond man said heavily.
"Don't panic, Milo." The white-haired man wiped the dark green blood from the corner of his mouth. "It seems this Nine Lives Hall is no longer the Nine Lives Hall from the original plot. There's more to it than meets the eye. We can't barge in headfirst like before."
"I wasn't planning to charge in this time," Milo said calmly.
"Ron is right, Milo. We can't act rashly."
Suddenly, the window swung open by itself, and a breeze drifted into the room.
The invisible wind rapidly spun and gathered between the two men, forming a flawless, beautiful feminine body.
The instant Bai Songdie condensed her body, she went limp. Blood poured from her nose