Chapter 418: The Staircase to Hell_1

The lady in the suit stepped forward in high heels, "click-clack, click-clack," her slender jade legs gracefully moving as she approached you. She extended her delicate hand and gently tapped your forehead, then flicked her finger.

"Hiss."

"Does it hurt?"

"It's, it's okay."

You took a half step back, covering your forehead, somewhat baffled.

"You little fellow, sometimes you're sharper than monkeys, and at other times, you're as dense as a piglet."

The stylishly dressed lady swiveled around to sit in a rotating office chair, crossing her snowy white legs, and asked, "So, tell me, what do you want?"

Unlike when buying dumplings, the lady before you now had a much more daunting presence. However, the feeling she gave you was not one of coldness or heartlessness. A hint of amiability shone through the beautiful smile on her cheeks, and her lovely eyes brimmed with a gentle laughter.

You collected yourself and said to the lady in the suit, "I want to go down to the Underworld."