No wonder it's addictive to look down from above.
Fu Qian relished the feeling of being above everyone else as the elevator slowly ascended, eventually reaching the top floor.
The entire top floor of the White Tower was the private space of Bai Jinting, housing his extremely luxurious office.
However, when Fu Qian stepped out of the elevator, there was constant noise inside, as if a group of gorillas were wrestling.
Fu Qian kicked open the already deformed door with one foot, and a gust of wind arose, instantly a black shadow rushed out.
Fu Qian didn't dodge, but with a quicker response, he kicked the black shadow back.
A shrill scream rang out, and a white long snake lay motionless on the ground.
The head of the snake was that of a standard long-haired woman's face.
The tail of the snake connected to a huge ball of snakes, from which another dozen heads extended, rampaging around the office.
The image of this beauty snake was a bit challenging to the imagination.
