Chapter 371 - 371: Good-Natured Banter (2/2)

He stopped when he reached her seat.

Bending forward until their faces were a few inches away from each other, he said in low voice, ”Ever since I joined the Underworld, I had been very careful not to let others know who I am. But because of your recklessness, that effort was wasted.”

From the holes of his fox mask, his frost layered eyes met her pair of cat-like green ones directly. In their years of partnership, this is the first time Thrill Seeker saw this side of Daunting Spirit.

He'd always been reserved and uncaring for whatever f*ckery she did. She understands why he would feel so upset, she did implicate him and consequently forced him to reveal his identity to others.

However, she didn't realize that it was that dire.

Even she, his partner and co-leader to their group, didn't know who he is behind the mask, and neither does he know who she is.

”Later this evening, we have no choice but to meet White Bird and remove our masks in front of her and the Elders. Maybe if you get on your hands and knees, she'll show us a modic.u.m of mercy.” He straightened up, making her look up and him to look down on her with those cold, condescending eyes.

Thrill Seeker bristled like an affronted cat at her partner's disparaging suggestion.

”Is this how you treat me now?”

”After your reckless stunt? What do you expect?” He sardonically said and turned his back on her. Returning for his glass of wine, he downed the drink in one go before glancing at his frowning partner over his shoulder.

”Let's go now, I'm not waiting for you to pretty yourself up. We best not test White Bird's patience.”

Clicking her tongue, Thrill Seeker stood up and strode in front of him, bumping her shoulder with his as she did. Her heels clicked loudly on the floor, making her bad temper known and heard by him.

She wouldn't allow this man to treat her like this without returning the favor. ”You have no tact. I pity whoever takes a liking to a cold-hearted man like you. They must be blind to not see you for who you truly are.”

Sneering, Daunting Spirit countered, ”Pot calling the kettle black. I could say the same thing about you, Thrill Seeker. But let's both be honest here, you're even worst.”

Silence followed after that. An electrifying glare clashed between two pairs of eyes as none refuse to let the other best them in their unofficial battle of who has the sharpest tongue.

”I hate you.” Thrill Seeker spat indignantly, gritting her teeth.

”The feeling's mutual.” Daunting Spirit replied with a mocking grin, satisfied that he came out as the victor over their usual good-natured banter.

Yes. You read that correctly.

'Good-natured'.