At the entrance of the stairs, Ding Yiyi squatted on the ground. She heard the chaotic footsteps gradually moving away. Her neighbors scolded her and returned to the room. Everything was quiet again.

The man next to her whimpered, and she hurried back to see him covering his arm with painful expression. She should have torn the wound in a hurry to escape.

"What a terrible man, shall I kill him for you? You want to escape from him anyway." Holly is half joking and half serious.

As soon as he finished, he noticed that the woman in front of him had changed her look, like a butterfly that had...