She was tired and wanted to rest, but she couldn't fall asleep. She simply couldn't fall asleep!
"Katie Hades!..."
Fierce Eagle suddenly bent over, his large hand grasping her chin, forcing her to lift her head. As Katie Hades opened her eyes, their gazes locked and she jolted, momentarily dazed.
"Leave the Duskfire Sect. I think Philip doesn't want you to kill," seeing her dazed expression, the man's voice unconsciously softened.
Katie Hades stared at him intently. To be honest, this was the first time she had looked at his face so carefully—handsome, sculpted, profound. His features, whether examined individually or as a whole, were impressive. It's undeniable, Ose Owen was a very good-looking man…
"Katie Hades?" Seeing her dazed, Fierce Eagle gently patted her cheek.
"..." Katie Hades snapped back to reality, realizing she had been staring at him intently, and she felt a bit annoyed, her expression flashing unease.
