Tang San said, "It's okay, my divine consciousness was somewhat affected, but there are some benefits too. Overall, it's not a loss."
"That's good. Let's go." This time, Pretty Girl was prepared. She harnessed even more space power, and between the flashes of silver light, she directly teleported both herself and Tang San to her own residence in the Ancestral House of the Peacock Demon Race.
This was Tang San's first visit to Pretty Girl's dwelling, a room that wasn't very large, around eighty square meters. The living room and bedroom were connected. Looking out from the window, the terrain seemed high, as if situated atop a mountain peak. Pretty Girl's room was also quite elevated, allowing for a view of other structures nearby. The overall shape resembled that of an ancient castle.
The room's decor was dominated by light blue, simple and clean. Though not luxurious, it was very cozy, and especially the faint fragrance unique to her made Tang San intoxicated.
