Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337: Getting rat traps

Xiang Yu was adamant. "If not, then what is this, huh? What chewed on my body pillow? Check your surveillance."

While Hex was checking, Xiang Yu called Lian and Mei. Both were still in bed but picked up the video call. Lian rubbed her eyes and said, "Good morning, Master," while Mei turned over and said, "Master, did you sleep well?"

Xiang Yu, holding up the torn pillow, exclaimed, "Look, look! I think there’s a rat in this room. It bit through my pillow."

Lian, trying to stifle a yawn, said, "That must have been a big rat."

Mei added, "There are mutated rats that big."

Xiang Yu, frustrated, said, "Either that or the pillow is poor quality. I am going to give the seller a negative review."

Mei was about to convince Xiang Yu to wait until they saw what happened last night in the surveillance when she noticed Lian in the video call wearing her gold pyjamas. Mei yelled, "You little scoundrel!"

Lian, suddenly scolded, said, "What did I do?"

Mei, fuming, said, "You said you hated that colour, and Grandpa bought it for me. You chose pink, and now you’re wearing them."

Lian replied, "But you aren’t wearing them now."

Mei turned to Xiang Yu to complain, "Master, look, she stole my pyjamas."

Lian defended herself, "It’s not stealing, it’s borrowing."

Mei retorted, "Then let me borrow your plasma sword."

Lian outrightly refused, "No, that’s not the same thing."

The two of them continued arguing, and Xiang Yu mumbled, "Great, we already stopped talking about my thing now." He cut the call and turned to Hex. "Who did it?"

Hex replied, "Tha is strange. Apart from you throwing the pillow, there were no strange occurrences."

Xiang Yu, exasperated, said, "Buy rat traps, ten of them. I will catch this rat and skin it."

AN: Han Xin, the big rat, "..."

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The steam from the shower clung to Xiang Yu’s skin like a soft embrace, the warmth wrapping around him as he stepped out into the coolness of his lavish bedroom. The air was thick with the lingering scent of plumeria, mingling with the faint trace of his citrus-infused shower gel.