Destroying His Image Each Time

Boom. When Lin Sanjiu heard the loud explosive sound behind her, she forced open her skeletal wings despite the blast wave behind her. The strong blast wave swept through the shop. Countless grill racks flew into the air before falling noisily to the ground. Lin Sanjiu's wings whipped into action trying its best to block the broken shards of glass from the door behind her in a frenzy.

It was just like a tornado. Even with the protection of her wings, Lin Sanjiu was still covered with numerous abrasions after the explosion died down. She withdrew her wings and slowly stood up from the floor. The female store owner peeked at them from her hiding spot behind the cashier counter. Lin Sanjiu fixed her gaze on the store owner. For a moment, she couldn't bring herself to turn behind.

"You are the person who has been asking about me?"

An effeminate voice Lin Sanjiu had not heard in a long time rang out not far behind her.