Chapter 631: Poison Dragon Granny of the Heaven Mystic Sect

The four girls had been trembling with fear, yet in the blink of an eye, every trace of it vanished. They all turned to Salvatore Casson with the same half-smile that was not quite a smile. At the same time, the room itself shifted. Salvatore felt the space around him warp, as if the air had been twisted by invisible hands. A crushing force pressed in from behind. He frowned and turned. An Old Lady stood behind the sofa, ancient to the point of seeming unreal. Her back was slightly hunched. Her...