"Are you scared?"
Lann's evasiveness seemed to excite the other party even more.
The female Warlock laughed uncontrollably, leaving Lann with nothing but a vast expanse of white before him.
"DUANG-DUANG-"
"Mentos, there's no need for sound effects at a time like this!"
"Sir, this is the subconscious sound in your mind, I'm just playing it out."
"Whatever it is... stop it!"
"Alright, sir."
The alluring female Warlock laughed for a while, then raised her brows and asked Lann.
"Are you really as young as you look, Little Demon Hunter? I remember your kind lives a long time."
Lann pressed the roaring bear head necklace on his chest, which clinked noisily, and remained silent.
"...Are you really just in your teens?!"
This time, it was Margaret's turn to be shocked.
With an East Asian face which naturally appeared younger, and having no scars on his face since his debut, Margaret thought Lann might look about sixteen at best.
