Olivia Song suddenly recalled her previous encounters and realized Claire Green wasn't joking.
So she was actually after her life.
"If you really dare do anything, that's against the law."
"Against the law."
Claire Green chuckled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
She slowly leaned into Olivia Song's ear and spoke word by word in a voice only they could hear.
"Do you think anyone would care about a killer with psychological issues?"
Olivia Song thought the girl's voice sounded like Satan, and she stared at her in disbelief.
She has psychological issues?
Why did she never know?
"Miss Song, maybe you'd better go back and learn what the law means before you talk to me about it."
Claire Green tossed a piece of wood aside casually and carefully wiped the dust off her fingers.
Her seemingly indifferent words carried a chill that cut to the bone.
"Claire Green, I just want to see how you'll get first place in the competition."
