Zhenyuan Escort Agency.
Late night.
The moon is dark and the wind is high.
Several maids responsible for taking care of Lu Yuan suddenly tilted their heads and silently fainted to the ground.
Lu Yuan was in a deep sleep when he suddenly felt a sense of looming dread, waking abruptly.
He saw the door of the room open slightly without the wind.
Then.
In the dim light.
A person-high, standing Old Yellow-skinned Weasel stood at the door, staring at Lu Yuan intently with greedy and longing green eyes!
Lu Yuan instinctively glanced over, and just by meeting those emerald eyes, he felt dizzy and dazed.
If not for his naturally strong soul, he might have fainted instantly.
"Hmm? He can resist my Enchanting Skill? Seems the Celestial Killer Lone Star Fate is indeed unusual."
The Old Yellow-skinned Weasel was surprised, feeling this trip was worthwhile!
It has practiced for a hundred years and specializes in soul practice.
