"Ah, finally home." The moment Ding Luo stepped inside, she kicked off her shoes. She let the household robot scurry over to pick them up while she took a flying leap, collapsing onto the long sofa by the door.
The soft cushions enveloped her completely, and she let out a contented groan.
"Did you guys run into any trouble on the way back? I saw on the news that some kind of wraith energy appeared on your route!"
The door to one of the three bedrooms off the main hall flew open, and a young man with messy hair and glasses rushed out.
He breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Lin Hui and Ding Luo, then hurriedly asked his question.
"We did run into it. Almost didn't make it back. It was incredibly dangerous," Lin Hui said with a nod, his expression perfectly natural.
"Your tone... is so normal it's almost weird..." The young man was none other than the second child of the Ding family, Ding Yiran.
