"You wicked fellow, meow!! Don't try to seduce Yan Huan!! Take this, meow! Take this!!"
"Hiss!!"
Over there, there was a yawn and a hissing, something Yan Huan and An Le had already gotten used to.
However, Yan Huan was too lazy to blame Meow-chan anymore, nor would he let those words from Little Thumb, the evil modifier, into his heart.
He merely turned his head helplessly to look at An Le beneath him, and instructed,
"I might be gone for two or three minutes, my consciousness will enter a rather magical place, I'm not sure what will happen to my real-world self..."
"Oh, okay..."
Hearing this, An Le smiled slightly, showing a reassuring smile to Yan Huan.
Thus, Yan Huan finally managed to calm his mind, allowing that mass of Demon Shop's mist to engulf his consciousness.
As Yan Huan completely entered the Demon Shop, Little Thumb instantly felt a familiar shiver of dread...
