The night deepened.
Luo Yan had just extinguished the magic crystal lamp by his bedside, preparing to lie down and rest, when two gentle knocks came from outside the door.
"Knock, knock."
Hopefully, it's not Lady Serena.
Luo Yan didn't know why he instinctively thought this way, but based on his past experiences, that lady was perhaps the only demon he couldn't handle—
She never gave him time to think.
Luo Yan was clear-eyed about himself.
The reason he could survive in Hell as a human was not due to Extraordinary Power, but to a brain that was still fairly useful.
Precisely because of this, he was extremely inept at dealing with those whose hands were quicker than their brains.
And not just him, Mr. Feistin must have also had headaches over Lady Serena's personality more than once...
Luo Yan threw on his coat and walked over to open the door.
To his surprise, it was Mia standing at the door.
