The receptionist saw Liu Zheng descend the stairs, a flash of ferocity sparking in her eyes.
But she quickly hid it, replacing it with a smile.
"How did it go?"
She approached and asked.
"It was a bit different from what I expected, but the outcome isn't too bad, I guess."
Liu Zheng nodded.
Although Huang Mao turned into golden hair, he had tricked the sea girl into going fishing.
In some ways, this outcome was even better.
"And what about Vlad III?"
The receptionist asked with anticipation.
"I'll go back and ask, but I can't make any promises."
Liu Zheng said.
"Then I shall await the good news from my master."
The receptionist said obediently.
"By the way, what's your name?"
He asked.
"You can just call me Ai Er, master."
"I want your real name."
Liu Zheng shook his head.
At his words, the receptionist's complexion changed.
Her carefully retracted fangs snapped out again, and her fingertips turned slightly pale.
