A red mark appeared on An'an's right cheek after receiving a slap from Delia.
But she had no expression on even when her face was stinging from the slap. Lifting her eyes, she gave Delia an impassive glance. "You're getting desperate?"
"You!"
Delia almost vomited blood, he had underestimated this An'an.
He hadn't expected himself to land in such a plight because of a woman. His stamp had been leaked and his nest raided, now he had no way of getting out of such a plight. He could very possibly be caught at such a rate.
"An'an, don't be too pleased, you're still in my hands now. Aren't you afraid?"
An underling scurried over. "Master Delia, we've been discovered, someone has caught up."
It was Lu Yan.
An'an looked far away, the corners of her lips kicked up as she heard the approaching footsteps.
They were so steady and powerful.
She wasn't afraid.
She wasn't afraid at all.
