39 An Annoying Bra (2/2)

The Mask Of A Siren in_awe 23100K 2022-07-24

What was this?

An unknown child from an unknown origin with unknown intentions insulting her the first thing after she prevented his death.

How vexing!

Nonetheless, she put on a sweet smile of bitterness as she neared closer to him.

”What? I couldn't hear you,” She smiled, yet the smile didn't quite reach her eyes.

He shook his head while he clamped his mouth and tried to cover himself even more.

”Let's skip all the 'who are you' questions. You're much sharper than that, aren't you? Why don't we move on to the 'why am I still alive' questions.” She smiled with malice.

He tilted his head mockingly, this time without all his initial fear, ”Will I still be alive if I ask you that question?”

Hongyue slammed her foot onto the bed, inches away from his left leg. Her body inclined forward with an imposing aura.

As she thought, this child is a threat.

”Who knows? Maybe you won't be if you don't drop your little act,” She exposed.

Staring at her foot that nearly smashed apart his leg, he turned and narrowed his eyes at her. He had a bright smile on his face, nothing like the frightened little child that she witnessed minutes before. He gently tried to push her foot away all while wearing a sweet expression.

”You can't be that ruthless, right? After all, I performed along with your performance; give me a little mercy at the most.” He spoke slowly. His eyes were on her facial expression, noting a slight eye twitch from her.

Her eyes narrowed dangerously at his response.

So he knew that much already.

She was too careless.

She stood upright again as if she was straightening herself when she suddenly lunged forward and caught the hold of his throat. Her eyes were aglow and the pearl was gleaming brilliantly. Her robes billowed as she pulled him by the throat closer to her. The child tried to pry away her hand to no avail.

”I'm impatient, so if you would talk a little faster, I would appreciate it. This way no one has to get hurt, right? Just how much do you actually know, you little brat?”