Where's the cute girl we were promised? She's completely wiped out S-rank dungeons!

The way the two of them looked at each other was completely different now.

An Xiaoyou rubbed his hands together, his knuckles cracking as he said, "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense. I'll just knock him out so he can't bewitch anyone anymore."

Qiao Ran quickly bent her legs and shrank her neck, saying, "Hey, hey, what's going on?! What's happening? Can't someone explain this to me?!"

Song Yuan stopped An Xiaoyou, glanced at Qiao Ran with a complicated expression, and said in a hushed tone:

"Not long ago, you were controlled by some unknown force. You suddenly forgot your subconscious habits and the things you had said many times."

But your acting was terrible, and your performance was full of flaws; you were exposed on the spot. To prevent you from taking any further unusual actions, we tied you up. Don't you remember any of this?

"No way?"

Qiao Ran seemed to have no memory of this incident at all; her eyes were as clear as a newborn baby's.

"I have absolutely no recollection of this. Why don't you test me again? I've really recovered, I promise, I swear!"

"What's the value of a guarantee or oath?"

Seeing Song Yuan's thoughtful expression, An Xiaoyou confidently reminded her in her ear:

"What I hate most is men swearing oaths. Out of ten thousand men who swear oaths, ten thousand and one are lying, don't you know that? Hurry up and knock this guy out and take him away."

Qiao Ran snapped her fingers with her hands tied behind her back, transforming into her most frequently used blonde beauty persona, and blinked innocently:

"So now I'm a woman."

This was useless; An Xiaoyou only got angrier: "At a time like this, your father is still joking?!"

Song Yuan lowered her head and pondered for a moment, finally coming up with a few questions—after all, this method was the most reliable. The questions she asked were simple at first, but later the difficulty increased sharply, even becoming tricky, but Qiao Ran answered them all perfectly.

Even An Xiaoyou, who had previously held opposing views, was speechless: "Tsk... Really? Can someone be controlled and then heal themselves? This guy is usually sickly, and his immune system doesn't seem very strong."

Qiao Ran: "Hey, hey, it's true you're sick, but I don't look bad. I usually take good care of myself for my fans."

Having tested this far, there was really no need to keep Qiao Ran tied up any longer. Song Yuan untied Qiao Ran's ropes and changed the original reverse binding to a normal binding.

Qiao Ran looked at her wrists, which were tied together: "...Didn't I clear my name?"

Song Yuan led him towards the door: "Just bear with it. We still don't know exactly what's controlling you. You can recover inexplicably, and you can fall for it again inexplicably. I can't completely trust you yet."

Qiao Ran said, feeling wronged, "Then how am I supposed to hold on to you like this!"

"I won't let you fall, you don't need to worry about it."

Song Yuan walked to the door, glanced at An Xiaoyou, and told her to get ready—then a loud "bang" followed:

Song Yuan kicked open the office door, the enormous impact snapping the iron hinges in two. The heavy door flew out with a loud "bang!" like a cannonball being launched!

The demons lurking at the entrance were startled by the loud noise and retreated to a safe area around the doorway. Song Yuan landed on the door with Qiao Ran in one hand, looked around, and found that the corridor was now filled with demons. Song Yuan glanced back at An Xiaomei:

"If your health is about to drop, activate your talent."

After saying that, he plunged into the thick black fog. An Xiaoyou felt nauseous looking at the dense mass of tiny red eyes in the stairwell; her lips twitched twice, and she followed closely behind.

She definitely didn't want to waste a talent that could only be used once per game on this, okay?!

To the demons, this behavior was no less than three fragrant pieces of fresh meat willingly running into their mouths. They flew and swooped incessantly, stretching out their long, thin claws to scratch their tender skin and lick the blood that seeped from it.

[Ding~ Player "Song Yuan" has been attacked by the monster "Thirsty Evil Spirit", HP -3, HP -1, HP -2]

Although being scratched by their claws wouldn't cost much health, their attacks were coming far too frequently. Qiao Ran leaned on Song Yuan's shoulder and quietly opened his eyes in the black mist—a small, silver, glittering thing suddenly flashed past him, but quickly flew away with the monster.

He involuntarily widened his eyes, only to have his eyeballs sting from the black mist, and couldn't help but gasp:

"Hiss—Song Yuan, I think I know where the power distribution room key is!"