"Oh, oh!" Fang Xiaoxia's eyes sparkled like the glittering stars outside the window.
"I get it, I get it! We're going all out again, like a league of superheroes assembling to deliver a knockout punch!"
With that, Fang Xiaoxia spread her arms, displaying her lofty, generous bosom:
"I want to see rivers of blood!"
"..." Bai Zhou and the Gem Witch both gave Fang Xiaoxia a strange look.
They couldn't shake the feeling that the Rolls-Royce battle had awakened some bizarre trait in her. As she sat in the car loading the shotgun, her reddened eyes had even seemed to gleam faintly green.
Like a wolf about to begin its midnight hunt, or a lion prowling the grasslands in search of prey.
Her timidity and fear had been cast aside-or rather, forgotten. Surging adrenaline and a rapidly beating heart had sent her into an instinctive frenzy.
She was no little shrimp, but a giant shark.
Perhaps-
This was the destined Demon Hunter Ya had spoken of, one who inherited certain demonic traits. Over a decade of socialization and the environment she had grown up in had made Fang Xiaoxia timid and sensitive. Yet deep within her body lurked the instincts of an apex predator, waiting for fresh blood to awaken them one day.
Like a lion catching the scent of blood.
The Little Fire Dragon who had once sputtered flames so pathetically in a restaurant would one day stand atop a mountain piercing the clouds and spread wings that blotted out the sky, the remains of her prey hanging from them.
If that happened-
Bai Zhou felt inexplicably gratified.
But a moment later, Fang Xiaoxia ducked her head again. Her eyes, flushed with excitement just moments ago, darted about, now tinged with uncertain timidity and an awkward smile.
"But-if there