Just as things were hanging by a thread, a streak of golden light filled the pitch-dark villa!
At the same time, the ghost cat that was pouncing towards Mengqi seemed to be stunned by something. Its body shook violently, as if it had been hit, and it suddenly flew sideways and hit the wall.
Mengqi looked towards the entrance of the villa.
There stood Huang Xiaolong. Originally, the villa's door was closed and even locked by Mengqi herself. But Huang Xiaolong hadn't broken in. The door was still intact. She had no idea how he had managed to get in.
Huang Xiaolong was now covered in a faint golden light; sacred runes swirling around him. His appearance was solemn and divine, and he looked irresistibly handsome.
Seeing Huang Xiaolong, Mengqi's terror and despair vanished rapidly. What replaced them was an indescribable sense of safety and warmth.
"Master Huang, you're finally here, sob, sob, sob..." Mengqi ran towards Huang Xiaolong, crying out.
