"You know, I am very angry right now."
Lu Zhen spoke in a slow but deliberate tone, his eyes looking at her with meaning.
Obviously, Jui Luli felt uncomfortable under his stare and muttered while hugging herself,
"What's wrong?"
"You know what's wrong with yourself," Lu Zhen said casually, narrowing his eyes.
"You were the one who wanted to play tricks on me, weren't you?"
"What are you talking about?"
She avoided his stare with a hint of guilt in her heart, and Lu Zhen knew he had confirmed his guess.
"Haha." He walked up to her with a chuckle and raised her chin to his eye level. "You are very beautiful, and I have spared you countless times, yet you still dare not tell me the full story of the technique you gave me."
Jui Luli trembled in despair. Her fear of Lu Zhen had reached an unstoppable point. His gaze sent a shiver down her spine, not only because she feared him but also due to the enslaved tattoo he had imprinted on her, which put her in such a state.
