Aren't vampires afraid of the cold?
"You could have at least said something before coming, I'm quite grouchy when I wake up," Rolana's cool voice resounded.
She walked in from the corridor, her hands caressing her hips as she took a seat on a stone chair to the side.
Grumpy after waking up?
More like grumpy after rising from a coffin, since you don't sleep in a bed.
Watching Rolana take a seat, Fang Hao also spoke softly, "Rolana, this is Amanda, a new hero who has joined our territory."
Amanda said, "Rolana, long time no see."
Rolana's somewhat drowsy eyes instantly widened. After staring for a while, she exclaimed in surprise, "Amanda, is that really you?"
"Yes, it is," Amanda replied.
Looking at the two of them, Fang Hao recalled that Amanda had already shown familiarity with Rolana back in the underground palace.
After all, they had both lived for several hundred years.
Now, judging by their tone, they used to be on good terms.
They might even have been close friends.
