The evil qi radiating from Qin Ruan was stronger than the demonic energy emanating from Xueqiu.
In this small house, she sensed the presence of her elder brother.
Perhaps stunned by the bloodlust in Qin Ruan's cold eyes, fear appeared in Xueqiu's gaze and its voice gradually weakened.
Not until it stopped meowing, Xueqiu turned its head and bit into the emptiness, as if grabbing something and retreating.
The room's occupant who had held onto Xueqiu's trousers, was the girl who had screamed earlier. She looked at Xueqiu puzzled.
"Xueqiu, who are they and why did they intrude our home?"
Huo Chuan and the others couldn't see the girl, but Qin Ruan could see her clearly.
The girl's soul appeared solid and lifelike as a real human, and she looked healthy on the face.
No matter how the other party seemed like a real human, Qin Ruan could still sense strong puppet energy from her.
She took steps forward, approaching the puppet and the cat.
