"Can this house really be used to raise fantasy creatures?" Yu Liang looked up at the third floor. The exterior walls of the third floor were still adorned with lavish decorations, which gave no impression of a place soon to be turned into a breeding ground. "Will your family have any objections?"
"No." Xu Cixi simply shook her head, "My parents passed away quite early, and I was raised by my brother. But a few years ago, he entered a replica and hasn't returned since. This wealth has all been left to me by him."
"Alright, my condolences." Yu Liang sighed.
Indeed, it seemed that the life of a fantasy player was always at the mercy of the unpredictable.
Xue Wubin's mutated profession was already quite powerful, and he had dozens of badges, but he still vanished after a certain replica.
"It's fine." Xu Cixi shook her head, opened the door of the house, and walked into the mansion.
