Qin Sisi shot a glance at Xiao Huang, then turned her head, focusing her gaze on Xiao Huang's wax figure. Being killed by the person you love the most must be a painful experience, she thought. Can one truly let go just like that?
Xiao Huang's golden figure steadily drifted out of the window. Qin Sisi silently sighed, with a little regret in her heart.
However, looking at the remaining three women in the room, she relaxed her brow. If she could gather the Soul Powers of all three this time, it would be quite a fruitful endeavor.
Just as Qin Sisi was about to speak, the curtains were violently whipped by the wind, and a chill filled the room.
Qin Sisi's expression darkened, the Divine Dog's Fury in her hand was raised, but she saw Xiao Huang, who had just drifted out the window, rush back in a hurry.
Xiao Huang darted straight towards Qin Sisi, near the Divine Dog's Fury held at her chest and was intimidated by its power and hastily withdrew a few steps back.