The Dog Who Wanted to Be Lin God!

Takeuchi Kurano's decisiveness spared them from suffering any further contamination from the clowns.

After they fulfilled the clowns' demand and voluntarily handed over two of their subordinates, everything returned to calm.

The two unlucky men who'd been singled out were the ones who suffered. Right in front of the Japanese, the clowns used claw hammers to smash them into two heaps of flesh and bone.

It was a horrific, bloody scene.

After the clowns left, the floor and walls were splattered with a layer of bloody pulp.

"Lord of the House, I'll ask Snow Princess-sama what we should do next."

Nishimura Morihara made the request.

"Go ahead!"

Takeuchi Kurano would have gone himself if he hadn't been worried about losing face.

"Understood!"

Nishimura Morihara answered. This time, when he went to knock on Lin Baici's door, his manner was much more respectful.

Because there was a good chance he'd need to ask Lin Baici for help in the future.

Hearing the knock, Hua Yueyu hurried over and peered through the peephole.

"Xiao Bai, it's the Japanese!"

Lin Baici looked at Sannomiya Airi. "He's looking for you!"

"Tell him to go away. Say I'm resting!"

Sannomiya Airi didn't bother lowering her voice. Anyone outside the door with ears could hear her, but Sakura Girl didn't care in the slightest.

They were all just weaklings and losers. They weren't worth even a little special treatment from her.

"Airi-chan is resting!"

Hua Yueyu called through the door.

"You've got the wrong idea. I'm here to pay my respects to Lin God!"

Even though no one could see him, Nishimura Morihara kept his head lowered and bowed slightly.

"Xiao Bai, he's looking for you!"

"I'm busy. I'm going to bed!"

Lin Baici gave him the same brush-off.

"Brother Lin's gone to bed!"

Hua Yueyu