Hu Xiaoyan used her furry fox head to nudge Du Yu's forehead discontentedly: "Master Qing is calling you upstairs."
"You cheeky thing, you've been upstairs playing." Du Yu walked into the bathroom, placing Hu Xiaoyan on the floor, "Haven't given up, huh?"
"Hmph~" Hu Xiaoyan snorted. Judging by her demeanor, she seemed to have failed again.
After accompanying her owner in washing his face and brushing his teeth, Hu Xiaoyan followed him to the 17th floor.
As soon as they stepped onto the 17th floor corridor, Du Yu noticed something different.
The corridor was still covered with floral leaves; Master Qing's demonic plant hadn't moved elsewhere?
He quickly walked in and saw a woman watching TV in the living room.
"Master Qing."
Yang Qingqing turned her head to look at her disciple, a slight smile appearing on her face: "Slept well?"
"Yeah, I feel better now." Du Yu smiled.
