"So sudden?"
Su Lu, who was wiping his mouth with a napkin, was taken aback.
The surrounding bodyguards were on high alert as if facing a formidable enemy.
Rod picked up his notepad and quickly asked, "What does it look like?"
"Red! Red eyes! Black skin, goat's horns…"
Crack!
The glass cup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
Lady Xi Ling waved her arms frantically as if sleep talking, "It... it's coming for me! I'm going to die! I'm certain I'll die!"
As if foreseeing her own demise, she cried out in despair, her entire being on the verge of collapse.
"What's happening?"
Su Lu opened his Inspiration cautiously, but found nothing.
"What exactly is going on?"
Rod brushed past the bodyguards, grabbed onto Lady Xi Ling's shoulders, and demanded, "Tell me... what's happening?"
"It... it's in my memory!"
Lady Xi Ling announced in despair, "Once I recall its appearance, it will find me, and I'll surely die! Please, save me! Servant of the Goddess, please save me!"
