He exhaled, finally sealing the Enforcer's blade back into his hand. The black imprint pulsed faintly against his palm, like a brand. Safe, for now. If anyone stole it, he'd lose his only clean shot at killing an Executioner.
"This lazy ass…"
His lips twitched. A lumpy blanket sat on his bed. Rising and falling with steady breaths, white strands of hair spilling out like snow.
Wang Xiao narrowed his eyes.
Thud!
He kicked.
"Ah!"
A startled scream rang out as the blanket heap hit the floor. A girl sprawled onto the carpet, crop top riding up to reveal her smooth, pale stomach, her breasts bouncing with the impact. Her soft blue eyes blinked open, glassy with sleep, lips parted in confusion.
"Dad…" she groaned, rubbing her eyes. "Why do you always kick me?"
