Felix had already changed into his pajamas and finished washing up. He was now preparing for bed.

However, just then, the doorbell rang. He was puzzled.

Who could be visiting at this late hour?

His expression was strange as he saw Xena on the video monitor.

"Do you have something else to discuss?" he said.

Seeing that Felix was outside but hadn't opened the gate, Xena felt a surge of irritation. However, remembering her inner suspicions, she held back her frustration.

"Although it's a bit late and my visit is somewhat inappropriate, is this how you welcome your guests?" she snapped.

Felix opened the gate and turned to walk away.

"Come in," he said.

Xena was even more annoyed by his attitude.

After all, she was the first goddess of war in Dragonia—beautiful and talented, the dream woman of countless men.

Yet, every time she encountered Felix, it felt as though he had a way of filtering out her extraordinary beauty as if he simply couldn't see it.

"Get to the point. I'm