257. Country Girl Miss Ghost Mask

Before her own mother's love could punch her in the form of an iron fist, Dorothy quickly left the Great Judge's office.

She opened the door, and behind it was a long corridor. Home Martial Soul looked around the corridor, searching for the secretary her mother had said was responsible for taking her to handle the procedures.

However, as she peeked left and right, the corridor remained deserted, not a soul in sight, which made her frown, then turn around and snap her fingers with a 'pop'.

Instantly, a figure emerged from the empty space behind her, revealing a witch with a half-mask on her face.

With a height of around one meter seventy, her body-hugging attire accentuated her graceful figure, especially those long legs in high heels, her thighs full, and her calves straight, exuding smoothness...

Slurp...

Dorothy's gaze lingered on the half-masked face so much that she nearly drooled before she lifted her eyes to look at this secretary who had quite the assassin vibe.