Chapter 105: First Crisis, Afterword
Outside the Heavenly Demon Tomb, it was already a dark night. Qing stretched vigorously.
Phew, I thought I was going to die trying to keep up appearances.
In truth, the urge to run away straight down the stairs had bubbled up several times during the ordeal, but well, somehow she had managed to carry it out splendidly and survive.
As relief and the joy of survival washed over her, Qing unconsciously got excited and performed the most successful dance in human history while moving backwards.
It was the signature move of a certain Mr. Jackson from Indiana. The Moonwalk.
The principle that the Heavenly Demon had demonstrated with his body remained, making it the most precious of the insights Qing had gained.
And as she was celebrating with this victory dance...
"Ahem."
Qing was startled by the coughing sound.