"Mother, please stop hitting me! I'll never dare do it again!"
Watching the terrifying Mother raise another palm-sized fist at her, Higurashi Hotaru was instantly terrified. She was not afraid of dying, but being punched to death felt awful, as if her entire body had been turned into minced meat.
She shut her eyes in fear, hugged her head, and squatted down. She had completely lost the imposing air of a big sister, trembling all over and looking utterly pitiful.
With her eyes tightly closed, Higurashi Hotaru waited anxiously for the pain to come, but she felt nothing even after quite a while. Had Mother forgiven her? That easily... Hadn't she said she would beat her to death ten times?
As she wondered, she suddenly heard her younger sister laughing beside her.
Hearing her sister's voice, Higurashi Hotaru cautiously released her hands from around her head and slowly opened her beautiful eyes.
She discovered that she was no longer in that ancient battlefield world. She had returned to the hotel room, where her rotten little sister Zhao Linger was gloating beside her. Mother was no longer in the terrifying form of Fu Hua either, but still looked like Miss Fox.
"Just now... that..."
Higurashi Hotaru did not quite understand what had happened. Even now, she could still clearly feel the pain of her previous death...
"Do you know you were wrong now?"
Seeing Higurashi Hotaru looking so frightened, Miss Fox continued to stare at her sternly. But she was her child after all, and she was not truly so heartless as to torture her like that.
What had happened just now was not real, of course. It had merely been Fenghuang Down's power—a hallucination. The actual Fenghuang Down was not needed; its power could be transmitted through a feather, or