A Bloody Massacre
"Brother Fru, please come in."
Old Fru nodded and calmly walked forward.
And at this moment, the air grew mighty tense as everything around Old Fru seemed to turn its attention towards him.
The trees that previously blew gently in all directions now leaned towards him instead, as if watching his every move.
The shrubs on the floor were the same as well.
The entire jungle seemed focused entirely on Old Fru.
But more importantly, the lady who had just gracefully opened the door to him had a strange light in her eyes as her seemingly gentle smile became crooked.
Her expression was that straight out of a horror movie, as her lips pulled upward at an exaggerated angle that was impossible for ordinary humans to do.
Suddenly, old Fru, just one step away from entering, raised and turned around warmly.
"Sayo. Meeting you again has been the best gift anyone could give me."