Freya jumped up, her movements quick and swift, as if the previous pain was just a joke.

With her blocking Lucia's way, Wang Xiaole didn't have to worry about being taken down, but there was something else that concerned him.

"Move aside!"

"No, if you dare, come and bite me!"

Lucia stared at the very unpleasant "human obstacle" in front of her and took a step forward with one leg raised;

Of course, she didn't actually intend to bite the other person, but a struggle was inevitable.

The goddess and the demon king lifted their hands, their outstretched palms meeting in mid-air, pressing against each other.

And now they had started.

But because they didn't use their divine or magical powers, their dispute looked no different from little girls fighting.

Conflicts were the hardest to reconcile, and Wang Xiaole had no effective solution, causing him much distress.

"Are you worried?"

Flora didn't even have to come over; she stood by the side, standing very close, making it easy to see and say anything.

"Yes, I am a bit worried."

Wang Xiaole deliberately lowered his voice, shook his head, but quickly nodded, and then his mouth suddenly opened:

"It's better to have someone arguing around than having no one!"

The loneliness of being an only child, only those in the same position could truly understand and express such emotions.

Although he had a sister who wasn't his biological sibling, they had lived together for a short time, mainly during holidays or long vacations.

Therefore, after being used to the prolonged silence, it was not a bad thing to occasionally have some arguments in his ears.

Amidst the chaos, Flora looked at Wang Xiaole, looking at him as he stared at the disputing parties;

When the dispute ended and the trio disappeared from Flora's sight, "goodbye" echoed in her ears, and she made a decision in her heart.

A decision that, once spoken, would become a soliloquy in the absence of others:

"Wang Xiaole..."

Flora chewed on her friend's name, savoring it, as if the more she pronounced it, the more essence she could extract from the intangible words.

"I never expected that in this corrupt era, there could still be honorable men like you!"

How do ghosts determine someone's gender?

It's hard to say for other ghosts, but Flora has always trusted her own eyes, making judgments based on observing the other person's demeanor.

Wang Xiaole's appearance was misleading, but there were certain behaviors he exhibited that a woman couldn't replicate.

His words and actions carried a sense of maturity beyond his years. In plain terms:

"He seems like an old man! His psychological age is too mature..."

He had surpassed the level of a tomboy, and Flora didn't believe for a second that her new friend was a girl. Her judgment in this regard was quite accurate.

It's not to say that men couldn't do it.

Excluding some individuals with impure motives, no one particularly distinguishes between male and female when making friends, as that would be too fussy;

The reason Flora cared so much was because she wanted to do something, and it coincidentally aligned with the idea of a certain orange cat:

"Caught between two fierce girls, Xiaole will definitely die early; I better find a good girl to introduce to him, so he doesn't die prematurely and become a ghost like me."

As a noble in a group of elites, Flora's train of thought always adhered to one principle:

Friends do things for friends without expecting anything in return, it's only natural.

She has lived for a long time, but she only has one person with whom she has formed a deep friendship;

Given that, how could Flora not warmly plan her friend's future marriage?

Being warm-hearted, she never considered this situation:

Being caught between two girls is already "not easy to survive", but if another one comes, wouldn't it be living in difficult and passionate days day and night?

Helpless, she's not the type to worry too much. Once she thinks of doing something, she will definitely do it, and she will do it!

Spirits like Flora don't need much sleep after passing away and stubbornly stay in the human world.

Before, she would mainly sleep when she had nothing to do, but now the situation is completely different, because she has found something to do.

After decades, she once again shouts those four short words to her long-unvisited self:

"I'm going out!"

Before leaving, she needs a few minutes to prepare.

It is currently nighttime, naturally there is no sunlight in the sky, but in a few hours, the sun will rise from the horizon.

To avoid being affected by sunlight, she must take precautions in advance;

Otherwise, after being exposed to sunlight, although she won't be turned to ashes, she will still feel uncomfortable and it's not good for her health.

Finally, after enduring a long wait, the wardrobe in her bedroom finally gets a chance to make an appearance;

Flora rummages through it, selecting a few satisfactory outfits and quickly putting them on.

Gray coat + fluffy hat + appropriately lengthened cotton pants.

Although these clothes don't give a dazzling visual impact, they won't hinder the charm of a beautiful woman.

Next, she puts on a sunshade sunglasses and ties a breathable mask around her mouth, and then she is ready.

The coat is used to shield her body from sunlight;

The concealed face makes her semi-transparent skin less noticeable to passersby.

As long as she doesn't encounter any sudden trouble, her identity as a ghost cannot be discovered by anyone;

Besides, Dibiles is so small, it's not difficult to leave the country. Just find a moonless and windy night to sneak out;

Before heading to a certain country, Flora takes out the last thing from the drawer, which is like an "ID card" that ensures her smooth passage.

That item is taken out from the drawer, covered in dust, with a worn material on the edges, as if it was picked up from a junkyard.

But this item is indispensable!

It is a document similar to an ID card, and those who possess it give it a name that truly reflects its nature - "Noble Certificate."

The certificate bears two symbols: one is the totem of the Inran Empire, and the other is the crest of Flora's family.

In her lifetime, she was a high-ranking noble who immigrated from Inran, a Marquis ranked second in the fifth level of peerage.

Unlike the titles earned by achievements like Sapele, her noble status was inherited from her ancestors. As one of the noble families established during the founding of Inran, this status represented a level of dignity that could not be compared to ordinary nouveau riche.

The water is sweet at home, and the people are beautiful in the hometown. Flore is firm in her belief in this old saying, and decided to return to her homeland after a long absence to find a suitable girl for her friend.

Just as she was excitedly leaving the estate through the back door, at the same time, Wang Xiaole and his group were apologizing to the staff at the front gate who were preparing to collect payment:

"This mansion is too eerie. Not only can you hear occasional crying through the walls, but things inside the house will also float in the air... Unfortunately, we can't stay in this house."

Wang Xiaole naturally lied because telling the truth would cause trouble for Flore. The lie originated from the long-standing "haunted rumors", and as soon as it was spoken, it frightened the staff, who never doubted that there was something hidden and believed the explanation completely.

If she were to react to this now, she would probably feel apologetic: "I also made a mistake. I thought that if a brave person moved in, there wouldn't be any negative rumors to disturb the friendly atmosphere all night. I'm really sorry."

Under the remorseful gaze of the staff, Wang Xiaole said, "We will still come and disturb you in the future," and left with the two girls.

To be honest, he really felt sorry and he would never come to the sales office again in the future.

Now that things had come to this point, he had realized that buying or renting a house was all nonsense. Building his own house was the only way out in the current trend of soaring house prices.

Starting from tomorrow, he would build his own house. It was impossible for him to do it today with the remaining few hours of darkness. For now, they could only find a hotel and make do for one night.

It's not known who brought the good luck to the group, but when the three of them arrived at the nearest hotel and inquired with the receptionist, they immediately learned the current situation: there happened to be one room left!

In the bustling area under the imperial city, where the majority of the country's population gathered (within the first ring road), finding an available room in the early hours of the morning could be considered a stroke of luck.

(In a low voice) "How should we spend tonight..."

Wang Xiaole's current mood was mixed with joy and worry.

He was happy that being single at his age meant that one day he could live with two beautiful girls in the same room.

However, he was also worried about this.

One can't have two queens on the same mountain, and one room can't accommodate two girls, especially when their relationship is not good, any close contact could easily lead to accidents.

Use your brain, me! I must come up with a clever idea and make sure the room doesn't get turned upside down.

Wisdom often emerges in times of crisis, and this time was no exception. The quick-thinking Wang Xiaole immediately came up with not just one but two ideas.

The second idea was easy to execute: have Lucia sleep on his left side and Freya on his right side. By placing himself as a barrier, they would not fight with each other when in bed.

This was not for any impure personal motive, but a selfless act of standing up and sacrificing oneself for others.

But the second idea can only be implemented successfully if the first plan is put into action successfully as well;

Its essence lies in preventing the two women from acting out and persuading them to go to bed obediently, instead of randomly choosing a corner of the room for a duel.