In the Heavenly Demon Hall, within a side hall adorned with red silk, a blood-colored mist rose up.
Within the area shrouded in the blood mist, the sound of water being stirred occasionally echoed.
At the center of the swirling fog was a large bath. However, what was extraordinary was that the water in the bath was not clear and transparent, but a viscous blood red, resembling fresh blood, still warm.
In the bath, two girls who appeared to be around sixteen or seventeen were helping a little girl bathe.
The little girl seemed to be only five or six years old, her eyes half-closed, looking quite content.
A middle-aged man hurried towards the main hall, stopping at the entrance.
"Holy Daughter, your subordinate has an urgent matter to report!" The middle-aged man was in a dignified suit, though his expression was far from calm.
"Great Deacon, the Holy Daughter is bathing. Any matters can wait until later!" A girl turned her head, scolding towards the entrance.
