40 Sly Man-Eating Bunny (1/2)

He coughed and sputtered, large eyes fixed on her with awe.

Hongyue freed her hand, releasing him and sneered, ”Drop it. Leave your little acting out altogether. In fact, that didn't hurt you much at all, did it?”

She was beginning to succumb inside from the minute she touched his neck. However the more Hongyue panicked, the calmer she looked outward. She fixed her gaze intensely on him. She was sure his outer appearance was similar to hers.

A sly man-eating bunny.

When she had secured her fingers around his throat, she felt herself in critical danger. It felt as if her blood had rushed backward in her veins.

She narrowed her eyes at him. His ability shouldn't be underestimated at all, she could still feel his powers pulsing violently underneath her fingertips. Who was he? Where did he even come from?

This was extremely alarming. Hongyue was confident that if they fought, it would be a difficult battle for both of them even in this form of hers. Her pearl ornament was a weakened substitute version of her gemstone, and it only provided a limited amount of power. While she had just collected a significant amount of potential energy from the fallen bodies, she wasn't sure if she would have full control over it. Hongyue chewed her lip, why was he here anyway? She couldn't afford to overuse her powers.

Especially in this state.

Despite that, she was still prepared for the worst, her next assassination move was waiting in position if he executed an immediate advance towards her. However, the child on the bed just bitterly rubbed his neck in hopes of comfort. What the heck was wrong with her head?

How could it not hurt? It HURT like freaking hell.

Who the hell said she was some useless waste?

Did she think choking a child was the same as strangling a piece of stone? Did he look like a doll to her? What was with her grip? Suddenly he sympathized with the guard he observed her killed.

He groaned in misery.

He had thought he was going to die, he hadn't considered she would do something rash like that at all. Didn't people say that all females pitied younger children? He moaned in pain as his fingers brushed past the recently made bruises.

”Close your mouth! Stop faking as if it hurts. Hurry up and talk.” She snapped. How could someone with his amount of power get hurt with a measly pressure like her chokehold? He was obviously playing with her.

His heart winced at her voice before it turned to lament.

See, look at that.

Clearly, he had been told a lie. This woman was heartless, she even tried to kill him before he had yet replied to her question. Where could you find any tenderness in her? He gazed at her through his lashes.