"Ohhhhhhhh!!"
Inside the dimly lit hotel room, a figure frantically twisted and thrashed. The spicy girl, her uniform in complete disarray, was wildly flailing her arms and gripping the bedsheet tightly, struggling like a dying beast.
"Stop, please! Little baby's room is going to be destroyed! It's breaking—! It's breaking, ahhhhhhh!!!"
Amidst her screams, the spicy girl's eyes rolled back, and saliva dripped down her mouth as she violently twisted her body, trying to escape. Suddenly, a large hand emerged from behind and grabbed her head firmly.
"Where are you trying to go, girl?"
Duanmu Huai sneered, looking at the trembling spicy girl in front of him. A glint of menace flashed in his eyes as he broke into a grin.
"Weren't you the one who came looking for me? What's with dropping to the ground right away? That won't do. We've got a long night ahead of us. Now, taste my Demon Subdual Cudgel Technique!"
"Ohhhhh nooooo nooooo nooooo nooooo!"
