The lights flickered, and the crowd surged, but Yan Qianyi didn't even notice she was being secretly photographed.
Yan Chuhua saw her and hurried over, "Qianyi, where have you been? Why are you only getting here now?"
"Quick, I need an ice-cold beer," Yan Qianyi's gaze darted around.
She was feeling intensely hot all over, her heart thudding wildly, desperately needing a beer to cool down.
Yan Chuhua got her a cold beer, and she gulped it down quickly.
"Slow down," Yan Chuhua said, "What's the rush? Has something happened?"
Yan Qianyi wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, "I just encountered a male demon, almost had my soul snatched away."
Yan Chuhua's eyes widened in shock, "A demon that steals vitality? My goodness, do such creatures actually exist in this world?"
"Just kidding, I'm going back to rest."
"Aren't you going to hang out?"
"Nope." She just wanted an ice-cold beer to cool off.