Staring at the scared, yet also hesitant look on the dream demon's face, Su Xiaotian merely smiles before he directs his attention on the person handing out the price of her life now, this time, a lady with voluminous, or rather, fluffy, yet still straight, dirt gray hair flowing all the way down her ankles, said hair, her blood crimson pupils, along with the fangs protruding from her crimson lips will probably make an amateur mistake her as a vampire as well.
This mistake is something that wouldn't be made if anyone were to see the furred, fluffy ears pointing upwards growing from the top of her head, along with the inexplicably fragrant yet unmistakably beastly fragrance permeating out of her body, a scent that anyone of the same progeny as her can only describe as the scent of absolute confidence and strength.
