"Look at the size, no mistaking it!"
Hua Yue Yu was petite, often praised for her cuteness, but she actually disliked it and felt inferior. She didn't want to be a potato; she wanted to be a thunderbolt, even if it was just one-third of Xia Hongyao.
The middle-aged woman on TV, although wearing a butterfly mask, didn't hide much of her face, looking more like an ornament rather than a disguise.
Sizzle!
From the speaker, there was a burst of static, followed by a lazy and slightly disdainful female voice!
"This is my domain, intruders shall die!"
Everyone's faces tightened, hearts racing, as if a giant hand of a monster had grabbed their throats.
"Your noble ladyship."
Takeuchi Kurano swept his right hand horizontally across his chest and bowed, performing a gentleman's salute: "How can we avoid death?"
"Offer a pure young girl in her flower season, aged 18!"
