"Then, what are you here for, Mr. Fu?"
I didn't know what could be funny in that question, but the man let out a breathy laugh. And in the next second, when his eyes drifted back to mine, I saw the danger glinted through those dark pools. His lips curved a daunting arc. Not once, the amusement left his gaze. Yet, instead of feeling flattered, I felt humiliated under the scrutiny.
For some reason, it felt as if he was doing a comparison, and if he was, then there could be only one possibility, Chun Yi's sister. My suspicion was soon confirmed by his next remark.
"That eyes. You remind me of someone," he said in a daze. "She has such courage too."
He stared at me, squinting. "But, real courage. Yours..." he scoffed. "A counterfeit."
