As Dou Xinshi blinked and stopped vibrating in place, Old Tiger Zhao finally released him with a satisfied grunt.
Then -
WHOOSH!
A figure zoomed past them so fast that Dou Xinshi's hair ruffled in the breeze.
A girl.
It was her.
Hua Feixue.
Arms raised high in the air, sleeves fluttering like banners in the wind, she sprinted straight into the new room.
"I SMELL SOMETHING INTERESTINGGG~!"
Her voice echoed down the storefront, full of color, energy, and mystery... even though she obviously couldn't smell anything at all.
The rest of them just stood there for a second, unmoving.
No one questioned it.
"...Of course it's her." Dou Xinshi muttered, brushing off his sleeves.
"She always does thi." Lin Yijun added from the side, strolling forward with both hands tucked behind his head.
"She probably did a whole lap around the city before coming here." Xiao Lianfeng said with a chuckle.
Still, curiosity gnawed at all of them.
They followed and stepped into the room.
