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Chapter 584 - 580 Mysterious Old Woman

Chapter 584: Chapter 580 Mysterious Old Woman

Pressed down by Unhappy, the Red Wedding Dress struggled desperately, but no matter how she tried, she couldn’t break free.

Unhappy leaned in for a kiss.

The Red Wedding Dress let out a piercing shriek: "You ugly thing, how dare you!"

Her threats had no effect on Unhappy. He was relentless; even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he would still kiss her to death.

The Red Wedding Dress was scared out of her wits, struggling even more ferociously. Just as Unhappy’s big mouth was about to bite her face, she managed to free one of her hands.

Gaining back the use of her hand, the Red Wedding Dress brimmed with joy.

She reached out, trying to block Unhappy’s mouth.

The next second!

Ah—

The Red Wedding Dress let out a gut-wrenching scream.

She pushed Unhappy off with great effort and struggled to get up, glaring at him venomously.

Unhappy flipped over and stood up from the ground.

Ptooey—

He spat out a blood-stained finger.

Looking at the Red Wedding Dress again, her entire body was trembling.

The arm hanging by her side quivered continuously.

Drip, drip—

The sound of water dripping echoed.

Tom followed the sound and looked over.

He saw blood dripping from the hand of the Red Wedding Dress.

Her originally jade-like hand was now missing a finger. The wound was jagged and uneven, as if mangled by a dog.

This brutish Unhappy knew nothing of cherishing beauty—he had forcibly bitten off one of her fingers and spat it out with utter disdain.

"Bastard—"

"I’m going to kill you!"

The Red Wedding Dress shrieked in fury.

She lunged at Unhappy with all her might.

An intense gleam of savage light appeared in Unhappy’s eyes.

He too lunged at the Red Wedding Dress.

In an instant, the two were entangled in combat once again.

When Unhappy and the Red Wedding Dress separated again,

Unhappy’s face bore several fresh blood marks.

Meanwhile, the phoenix crown and elaborate robes of the Red Wedding Dress had been torn to shreds by Unhappy, resembling a beggar’s attire.

Unhappy and the Red Wedding Dress stood in a tense standoff.

Their gazes were ferociously intense,

as though wishing to devour each other whole.

Witnessing this scene, Tom immediately stepped forward.

He stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Unhappy.

Tom looked at the Red Wedding Dress and said, "You creepy thing, who are you?"

Tom already had a strong suspicion about her identity but wanted to confirm.

The creature before him—this Red Wedding Dress—was most likely one of the Store Managers of the Pawnshop.

Her persona was presumably unique, which explained why she wasn’t wearing the typical Store Manager’s uniform.

"Hmph!"

"I am of the Pawnshop—"

Before the Red Wedding Dress could finish her words, Tom pulled back a hand that had been hidden behind him.

It revealed a Sprite Ball Bomb in his palm, already activated.

Tom glanced at the Sprite Ball Bomb, a cold smile curling at his lips.

The next instant!

Tom swung his arm, hurling the Sprite Ball Bomb straight at the Red Wedding Dress.

At the same time, Tom spun around and lunged toward Unhappy.

He clutched Unhappy tightly and rolled to the side.

Boom—

The Sprite Ball Bomb exploded instantly.

The thick smoke choked Tom, causing him to cough violently.

When the dust finally settled, Tom turned to look at the Red Wedding Dress. The figure before him was no longer the Red Wedding Dress.

All that remained was a pile of charred meat scraps.

No matter how talented one’s martial arts might be, they couldn’t stand against a blade.

No matter how skillful one’s moves were, they couldn’t dodge a bullet.

And certainly not a bomb of devastating power.

If your speed is fast enough, you might survive.

But if your speed falls short,

you’ll lose your pathetic life in mere seconds.

Just like the Red Wedding Dress herself—unable to utter her name before being blown to bits.

Her beautiful exterior was now scorched black,

shattered beyond repair.

Tom clapped his hands, then bowed toward the pile of meat scraps: "My apologies, lovely lady, for my unsophisticated behavior."

He then rose and patted Unhappy on the head.

"Unhappy, let’s keep moving."

Tom’s tone carried a smugness.

"Hah, so what if you’re skilled in combat?"

"You still have to obediently bow before my bomb, don’t you?"

Tom’s heart swelled with triumph.

The frustration caused by Fang Xiaocao’s earlier targeting dissipated completely in that moment.

Unhappy nodded and obediently slithered behind Tom.

A non-fighting Unhappy was surprisingly docile.

Especially after witnessing the explosive might of the bomb.

One glance was enough to confirm—this was an opponent not to be underestimated.

Better behave obediently now.

Otherwise, risk being blown to bits by Tom’s bombs.

Tom and Unhappy moved stealthily through the forest.

Soon, they reached the designated location on the map, which marked the Pawnshop’s headquarters.

But the site was completely empty.

Not a single building in sight.

Tom furrowed his brows slightly, murmuring, "Looks like Princess Your Highness was right. The Pawnshop is indeed a bunch of vermin—their headquarters is built underground."

Tom pulled out a device from his clothing.

"Unhappy, take a break for now."

"Watch me uncover this rat hole,"

Tom said to Unhappy.

Unhappy blinked, not understanding.

But he still obediently squatted on the ground.

He stared at Tom without blinking.

Tom started up the device and began pacing within the range marked on the map as the Pawnshop headquarters, steadily surveying the instrument as he walked.

Beep, beep, beep—

Suddenly, the device in Tom’s hand emitted a sound.

Tom’s lips curled into a triumphant smile.

"Heh—"

"You hid it well, didn’t you?"

"But I still found it."

Tom’s tone was tinged with exhilaration.

It felt like encountering a worthy adversary only to triumph effortlessly.

Tom glanced at the massive tree in front of him.

Then back at the device in his hand.

He felt certain the entrance lay within this tree.

Standing before him was an ancient tree, its trunk so thick it would take three people to encircle it. Its age was likely measured in centuries.

Tom reached out and knocked on the trunk.

Knock, knock, knock—

The hollow echoes confirmed it.

Tom’s grin widened.

The trunk of this ancient tree was hollow.

Yet the tree wasn’t dead.

Which was clearly unnatural.

Only one explanation made sense—the tree had been deliberately hollowed, but its life was being sustained through some special means.

In other words—

A rat-infested Pawnshop!

Tom pulled out his terminal and sent a message to Fang Xiaocao, reporting the situation.

He was traveling leisurely with Taotie and Mantis when the abrupt sound of beeping reached his ears.

Fang Xiaocao signaled for Taotie and Mantis to stop.

He immediately took out his terminal.

[Tom: Rat hole located.]

Tom’s message was succinct.

But it filled Fang Xiaocao with joy.

He quickly instructed Taotie and Mantis to pick up their pace.

[Fang Xiaocao: Stay cautious, don’t act rashly. We’re on our way.]

Fang Xiaocao reviewed the map again, confirming the location of the Pawnshop headquarters.

He immediately quickened his steps and dashed forward.

Having finished reading Fang Xiaocao’s reply,

Tom put away the terminal.

"So, you’re Tom, aren’t you?"

At that moment, an aged voice sounded behind Tom.

Tom and Unhappy both started with alarm, quickly dodging from their original positions, turning to face the source of the voice.

What entered Tom’s sight was the image of an elderly woman, her face deeply wrinkled as though it could catch mosquitoes, her hair a stark white.

Looking at the figure who had stealthily approached him unnoticed, Tom braced himself for battle.