After agreeing on the daily meeting time, Jiang Lu, wearing the new clothes conjured by the Mysterious Lady with mana, happily bounced back to his own cave dwelling.
"Really proves that old saying, better to resolve enmity than to hold a grudge. Settling past hatreds, I feel so much lighter now."
Throwing back the blanket, Jiang Lu placed his hands behind his head and flopped backward.
However, he did not sink into the soft mattress as expected; something poked him instead. While there were a few soft spots, it still hurt quite a bit upon contact.
Had it been an inanimate object, it would have been fine, but this thing seemed to be alive, and upon being squashed by Jiang Lu, it let out a pained scream.
"What the heck!"
Jiang Lu sprang up, clutching his sore back, while widening his eyes to see what exactly was on his bed.
But before he could ask what demon it was, the person on the bed started crying out, "What's going on here?"
