The footsteps were familiar to everyone.
"Mrs. Mansa!" Chu San exclaimed!
Su Luo looked at the little dragon with a smile, and raised her eyebrows in understanding.
"She may not be who you think." The little dragon looked cold.
"But what if she is what I imagined?" Su Luo spread her hands, "We have four lives here, or to be more precise, five lives, all of which will die."
Su Luo, Chu San, Lin Si, and the little white dragon and the little black dragon.
The little dragon stared at Su Luo.
Su Luo looked at the little black dragon calmly, her eyes more calm and composed than ever before.
And just at this moment, the door was pushed open.
Lady Mansa, wearing a long crimson dress that trailed on the ground, walked in gracefully from the doorway.
Her chin was raised high, her eyes were as cold as a knife, and her expression was as icy as frost.
"Little Dragon-sama."
Madam Mansa stopped in front of the little dragon, her voice as calm as water.
The little dragon frowned and snorted.
Madam Mansa called out again, "Little Master Shenlong."
From the moment she entered the room, her eyes were fixed on the little dragon from beginning to end, without even glancing at Su Luo and the others.
In her eyes, the only one she cares about is the little dragon.
The little dragon said in a bad tone, "Who asked you to come?"
Madam Mansa smiled calmly, "Little Dragon Master, you're lying down in broad daylight, but are you feeling unwell? If you are, I have medicine here."
"Get out!" the little dragon said in a bad voice.
However, instead of leaving, Madam Mansa took a step forward, her voice becoming increasingly unfathomable: "Master Little Dragon, are you...really feeling unwell?"
The little dragon didn't answer her.
Madam Mansa took another step forward, her tone becoming even softer. "Yes, challenging three major forces at once and defeating them all is no easy task. It's inevitable that you'll get hurt..."
"Didn't you hear me telling you to get out?!" The little dragon sat up suddenly, staring at Madam Mansa with cold eyes!
Those eyes were as cold as a knife, yet weak.
Mrs. Mansa finally saw the little dragon and was frightened at first, but when she saw its weak eyes, she took a step forward instead of retreating.
Now, she was only five steps away from the little dragon.
"Did Lord Little Dragon not get enough rest? Why do you look so tired?" Lady Mansa asked tentatively.
The little dragon did not answer her, but Su Luo did.
Su Luo smiled coldly: "Isn't Madam Mansha's meddling too much?"
Only then did Mrs. Mansha seem to notice Su Luo and glanced in her direction.
"There's something I find very strange. Could Madam Mansha help me understand?" Su Luo looked at Madam Mansha with a smile. Before she could speak, she asked, "Everyone says that Madam Mansha recognizes Little Dragon as her master. Is that true?"
Madam Mansa stared at Su Luo for three seconds, then stared at the little dragon for another three seconds before finally saying, "Yes."
"If that's the case... then Lord Little Dragon has called you out several times, why haven't you gone out yet?" Su Luo stared at her with a sneer.
"As a subordinate, what's wrong with caring about your master?" Madam Mansa stared at Su Luo, her eyes as cold as a knife. "But you, who are you? Do you have the right to speak here?"
In a flash, an inspiration suddenly flashed through Mrs. Mansa's mind!
She couldn't test the little dragon's strength, but she could test this Miss Su Luo!
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