There were a lot of people inside the anime convention. When Yuan Yuanyuan reached the entrance, she paid for Liu An’s ticket out of her own pocket. It was still pretty cold today… After all, it hadn’t been long since the New Year. Yuan Yuanyuan came in wearing a black down jacket, so she wasn’t…

[If that little monster really is Yuan… then why hasn’t he come out and said anything?] … This was the only question the group finally settled on after debating for a long time. Before this, there were all sorts of different questions, like [Who exactly is this Ji Qiu guy?], [What’s the relationship between Yuan…

“…A big monster?” Yuan Yuanyuan sat cross-legged and straightened up. “You mean that demon who pretended to betray but ended up being taken down?” “Yeah, that’s the one,” Fat Cat said, licking his whiskers. “When I was really, really little, my grandfather told me this story. Back then, I wanted to know who that person…

Si Qun had always been a very mysterious existence in Yao Ji… Even though he would pop up now and then to show up, often causing readers to scream, he had never actually revealed his face. This was the first time he showed his face. Yuan Yuanyuan felt that today, Si Qun revealing himself might…

“Boss, did you pick up any money today?” Liu An asked. “No, why do you ask?” Yuan Yuanyuan said while gnawing on a bone. “Because today’s meal… isn’t it a bit too fancy?” Liu An asked. “How is it fancy? You have to eat meat to have strength,” Yuan Yuanyuan said, showing off her muscles…

Before the Saturday update of Demon Chronicle, Yuan Yuanyuan already had a thick little notebook in her hands, filled with notes and speculations she had gathered from all kinds of books during this period. She didn’t use any symbols or coded language in it anymore—because she was afraid even she might not understand it later.…

For Yuan Yuanyuan, life had been pretty fulfilling lately. She was either holed up in the library or hanging out in the tavern—each day more comfortable than the last. Of course, while Yuan Yuanyuan herself was feeling pretty good, from what she’d overheard in the tavern, things didn’t seem quite so peaceful in the demon…

Reading danmei really is… inexplicably addictive. Yuan Yuanyuan sighed to herself as she stepped outside. Of course, this kind of thing was fine to read in secret, but if Liu An saw his “male-oriented” boss reading this kind of manga… yeah, that’d definitely be awkward. As she pushed the door open, she was startled to…

Bloodline cleansing. It was a word steeped in the weight of history—because in the human world, this idea was forever tied to the image of the Führer. Everyone knew that part of human history. So the moment Fat Cat mentioned it, Yuan Yuanyuan immediately formed a general idea of what he meant. But… what exactly…

All because of one bone… Yuan Yuanyuan didn’t sleep a wink that night. She went to bed with her eyes wide open, and got up the same way. When she finally got up the next morning, there were full-blown dark circles under her eyes—she looked and felt terrible. Damn… Is my mental endurance really this…