The hotel receptionist couldn't quite put a finger on it, but there was something strange about the conversation happening before him. 'This is beyond my pay grade; I'll just let the security handle it.'
As the receptionist took a step forward, Cilla waved her hand in the air. Suddenly, a flash of purple light filled the lobby moving around the building, and everything froze. "That should do it. We'll be out of here by tomorrow," she said, shutting her eyes to sleep.
Netta sighed, disappointed. "What a shame. Oh well," she muttered, looking at the human in front of her, realizing she couldn't harm him. She clicked her tongue and shook her head, knowing that she had to follow Cilla's orders to avoid any problems. With that in mind, she closed her eyes. So, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
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In the dining room, Tang Zheng sat back in a chair, all relaxed, with his legs crossed. Li Na settled in next to him.
