"Li Xin! Priestess Irene! What... what are you trying to do?" Lyla asked as she arrived in front of unconscious Li Wei, hiding him from both of them, fearing they might do something unspeakable.
While watching Lyla like this, Irene couldn't help but let out a mischievous smile.
"Lyla, don't worry, we will not do something that might harm your cute unconscious husband. Of course, if you don't believe me, you can ask sister XinXin," Irene replied with assurance, pointing at Li Xin, who nodded in response.
"Yes, Sister Lyla, there is no need to worry about Brother. He won't be that mad even if we wrote a bunch of vicious things on his face," Li Xin stated with self-confidence as she took a pen from Irene.
While Lyla who heard both of them became speechless.
"Priestess Irene, he is not my husband, so stop joking with that. Also, Li Xin, I know he won't be that mad at this, but it isn't the right thing to do when someone is sleeping and unconscious," Lyla asserted with a strict look.
