I just slipped inside, and coincidentally bumped into a human wall.
Soren Phoenix rubbed his sore nose and looked up, meeting Corbin Crowley's cold silver eyes.
"Well, isn't this our Phoenix Beauty?"
Corbin Crowley's lips curled slightly, his fingertips lifted Soren's swollen chin, "Stung by a bee like this, were you trying to steal honey?"
Of course, he knew it was done by The Dragon Clan. Although his face was beaten like a pig's head, it was still much better compared to Rhys Blackwood and Zeke Veridian.
Indeed, the status as Young Lord Fawkes of The Phoenix Clan does have some use, at least those dogs from The Dragon Clan did not dare to go too far.
"None of your business!"
Soren slapped his hand away, but the movement was too big and pulled at his wound, causing him to grimace in pain, looking even uglier, like a big pig's head.
