Are you kidding me?! The boss of the Hell Dungeon is a loli!

Shadow heard the name.

A faint glimmer of light finally appeared in those lifeless eyes.

He dragged his battered legs forward half a step, staring intently at Jiang Luo.

"Shadow...?"

A moment later.

A faint change finally appeared on Shadow's lifeless face.

[A faint fragment of abyssal energy has been detected within this human body. Would you like to activate it by consuming 30,000 terror points?]

Jiang Luo looked at the red, semi-transparent pop-up window that appeared on her retina.

Her fair and delicate face instantly fell.

Her large, ruby-like eyes were filled with contempt for the system's opportunistic behavior.

Jiang Luo rolled her eyes inwardly.

Without any restraint, I mentally launched into a tirade against the system.

凸(＞皿＜)凸LuoLuo despises you!

"Is your lousy system obsessed with money? Lolo just spent a Pure Soul Crystal to buy this little toy, and you're already trying to swindle her out of 30,000 Fear Points?"

"Besides, there are eyes everywhere in this black market. If Lolo causes a commotion in public, wouldn't that be blatantly telling those old monsters that Lolo has a secret?"

The host is free to choose the activation time. This system only provides suggestions for the optimal solution and there is absolutely no coercion involved.

Jiang Luo ignored the system's sophistry.

She decided to have the boy named Shadow follow her around as a handbag carrier.

We'll find a safe place to stay later.

Make sure the door is tightly closed before you go and carefully study what secrets this little guy is hiding inside.

Jiang Luo stretched out her short legs, which were clad in white stockings.

He gently nudged Shadow's shoulder, signaling him to come over.

"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Lolo's clothes are very expensive. If your stinky mud gets on the hem of Lolo's skirt, Lolo will throw you into a pot of oil and fry you into crispy pork."

Shadow didn't speak, but silently retreated behind Jiang Luo.

It concealed all its presence like a true shadow.

Just stand there.

Jiang Xiaobai peeked half his head out from the shadows, his boyish face splitting into an exaggeratedly deep abyss-like maw.

The sharp fangs were gestured against the shadow's calf.

The shadow didn't even try to dodge.

He let the corrosive saliva, powerful enough to tear apart an S-class monster, drip onto the stone slab at his feet, corroding a charred pit.

Jiang Luo slapped Jiang Xiaobai on the back of the head without hesitation, the crisp sound of the slap being particularly clear in the noisy slave market.

"Eat, eat, all you ever do is eat! This is Lolo's new toy. If you dare bite it, Lolo will punish you by forbidding you from eating meat for three days!"

Jiang Xiaobai covered her head in grievance and shrank back into the shadows.

Only a pair of scarlet eyes remained, staring resentfully at the shadows in the darkness.

The slave trader watched as the white-haired loli casually taught the monster that exuded terrifying pressure a lesson.

So frightened were they that all six hands covered their mouths, not daring to utter a single fart.

Jiang Luo gave a delicate yawn, squeezing out two glistening tears from the corners of her eyes, and rubbed her slightly sore stomach.

"Big sister, Lolo's legs are sore from walking. Is there a soft, big bed in this shabby place?"

Jiang Luo turned to look at the guide Han Ya, who was standing to the side pretending to be dead. Her voice was soft and clear, with a hint of sweet coquetry.

"Lolo needs to sleep for at least ten hours every day. If she doesn't sleep well, she'll get angry. Even Lolo herself is scared when she gets angry."

The crow heard this.

A barely perceptible glint flashed in her eyes; she knew her chance had come.

She quickly stepped forward, pointed to a wooden building at the end of the street with tattered red lanterns hanging from it, and put on a fawning smile.

"My lord, you are unaware of this, but the only place in this black market for outsiders to stay is that terrifying hotel, and the conditions there are worse than a pigsty."

The crow deliberately lowered its voice and described the terrible conditions of the inn in an extremely exaggerated tone.

"The bed boards there are full of blood-sucking carrion worms, the cracks in the walls are filled with dead people's hair, and every night there are headless monsters knocking on the doors in the corridor. It is not worthy of your noble status at all."

As Han Ya spoke, he observed Jiang Luo's expression.

Seeing the white-haired little girl wrinkle her nose in disgust, he immediately revealed his true purpose.

"If you don't mind, why don't you stay at my father's private estate for a while?"

"Our Bone Manor has the most luxurious guest rooms in the entire Burial Canyon, with carpets made of high-grade spirit fox fur, and a dedicated vampire chef to prepare the finest desserts for you every day."

The crow patted its chest and assured him.

As long as Jiang Luo is willing to go, her father will definitely treat this distinguished guest with the highest level of hospitality.

Jiang Luo crunched the strawberry candy in her mouth, her ruby-like eyes darting around twice.

She knew perfectly well that this foolish woman's words were laced with scheming.

The crow simply wanted to lure these monsters of unknown origin back to the Bone Duke's lair, use her father's SS-level peak power to suppress them, and incidentally gain a great reward.

Jiang Luo didn't immediately expose Han Ya's little scheme. She turned her head and tugged at the hem of Naya's black trench coat with her fair hand.

"Old Coal Ball, this lady invited us to her house for a free meal and drinks. Do you think that old man will welcome us?"

Naya pressed down on his black top hat with one hand, toying with a blood-stained gold coin in his black leather glove, a sly smile playing on his lips.

"In response to Master, I had a few shady deals with that old fellow, the Skeleton Duke, a hundred years ago, so we can be considered half acquaintances."

Naya tossed the gold coin in her hand high into the air and caught it steadily in her palm.

His tone carried a hint of mockery towards his fellow human beings.

"That old guy is a pure businessman who won't do anything without profit. As long as you demonstrate enough strength, he will definitely treat you as his most honored guest."

Naya bent down slightly and whispered a subtext in Jiang Luo's ear that only the two of them could understand.

"Besides, we've just arrived at Burial Canyon. It's much more efficient to go directly to the local tyrant's house to investigate than to wander around aimlessly like headless flies outside."

Jiang Luo nodded in satisfaction after listening to Naya's analysis.

She wasn't really interested in the luxurious rooms and fancy desserts; what she truly cared about was the intelligence network controlled by the Grand Duke of Skeleton.

They came to bury the canyon this time for the ultimate opportunity in the abyss.

As a peak SS-class monster who has been entrenched in the canyon for a hundred years, the Skeleton Grand Duke could not possibly be indifferent to that thing.

Instead of guessing from the outside, we should go directly into the enemy's headquarters and find out everything about that old man's trump cards and position.

If that old guy is sensible and willing to cooperate, Jiang Luo wouldn't mind sharing some of the benefits with him.

If he dares to play dirty tricks behind my back, Jiang Luo just happens to need a few high-level skeletons to serve as chew toys for the dogs in the castle.

"Since Old Coal Ball has said so, then Lolo will reluctantly go and visit Big Sister's house."

Jiang Luo raised her delicate and adorable loli-like face and gave Han Ya a bright and innocent smile.

"Big sister, you should ask the chef to prepare extra strawberry-flavored cakes, okay? If the desserts aren't good, Lolo will twist the chef's head off."

When Han Ya heard Jiang Luo agree, he was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, completely ignoring Jiang Luo's last bloody threat.

She turned around and walked briskly at the front, like a proud peacock that had finally lured its prey into a trap.

"Please rest assured, sir, my father's estate will definitely satisfy you. This way, please!"

The group left the slave market in a grand procession, walking along the bluestone streets stained with dark red blood, heading towards the deepest part of the canyon.