Ling Luochen and Ma Xiaotao walked side by side. Ma Xiaotao was a little taller, her fiery red hair swaying gently with her steps, and she carried an innately scorching, domineering presence.
Ling Luochen was slender and graceful. Her exquisite clothes and accessories, paired with her stunning face, further accentuated her cool, aloof air.
The two women with completely different styles looked quite normal together at first, but the farther they walked, the faster each tried to outpace the other.
With her longer legs, Ma Xiaotao walked slightly faster than Ling Luochen. "At this point, why aren't you running?"
Ling Luochen glanced at Ma Xiaotao and snorted. "I'm not as impatient as a certain someone, so desperate to see Little Yuhao."
Despite her words, she was already increasing the frequency of her steps as much as she could.
"Heh."
Both accelerated at full speed, and before long, Huo Yuhao's residence came into view. Ling Luochen seized her chance and, while Ma Xiaotao wasn't paying attention, suddenly sped up and dashed toward the door.
"I knew you'd do that!"
Ma Xiaotao immediately picked up speed as well, catching up with Ling Luochen.
Blue and red light flashed, and the two ended up wedged together in the doorway.
"I moved first! Let me stand in front!"
"You clearly couldn't keep up with me! I got here first, so of course I should be in front!"
Their auras, one ice and one fire, collided at the entrance. Neither would retreat half a step, leaving them deadlocked in the doorway.
Making an impression means victory. The first person Huo Yuhao sees when he opens the door will definitely be the most sincere one. If I can then...
As the footsteps drew nearer, the instant the door handle made a sound, both returned to