"Why can't it be used!?"
Lord Lei was so exasperated by Lin Rui's nonchalant attitude that she didn't know how to express herself.
Her chest heaved violently as she opened her mouth again and again, wishing she could blurt out her words, but always feeling like they didn't convey her feelings, too angry to articulate them.
Lin Rui was genuinely worried that her violently heaving bosom might explode from anger, so he handed her a cup of water, looked up at her, and said, "Calm down. Hasn't Wutong's cool and indifferent personality influenced you at all?"
She tilted her head and gulped down all the water in one go, droplets spilling from the corner of her mouth, running along her sharp chin and trickling down into the abyss beneath her mage robe.
Lu Weite immediately held his forehead with his hand and lowered his head in response.
