The silver-haired man's eyelids twitched slightly; the surrounding wolves looked horrified, but only Xue Yao seemed completely unaware.
The moment Honghong disappeared from sight, the plaza suddenly felt much larger and much more dangerous. Now she felt truly alone.
The silver-haired man slowly walked toward her. Xue Yao instinctively wanted to retreat, the pressure coming from him was overwhelming and hard to breathe. Unfortunately, the rope around her wrists prevented her from moving far.
Soon, he stopped directly before her. His golden eyes looked down at her, cold and unreadable. "Human."
Xue Yao immediately felt offended. 'I have a name,' she thought inwardly. "Bai Xue Yao," she corrected.
The silver-haired man stared at her, and a strange silence followed before he spoke again.
"Bai Xue Yao." The way he said her name made her spine tingle slightly.
Not because it was pleasant. Because it sounded like he was deciding how to punish her.
"You assaulted me."
