"But because of her, so many people have died, why should...?"
The woman in black stopped abruptly, and the next second, she collapsed with a loud thud. The man was shocked, looking around, not knowing what weapon had been used for the attack.
"No way, so weak, not even enough to pick my teeth. Sending out such a poor subordinate, it seems your master isn't much either." A playful voice sounded, and on the windowsill, there sat a casual figure with a foxtail grass in their mouth.
Next to the fallen woman in black, a foxtail grass appeared as well.
Yun Ya took a step forward, smiling, "It's Queen, isn't it?"
The man's pupils suddenly contracted, "You..."
"Or perhaps I should call you E instead."
The man's expression finally changed. Initially, he tried to remain calm, but now, all color drained from his face.
