"Xue'er, don't cry! Look at what you've done. You scared my woman to tears." Freak coaxed Leng Ruoxue gently and then roared fiercely at the man in black. His face changed so quickly that it was dizzying.
"…" The man in black was speechless and cursed in his head. F*ck, how can you treat your savior like this?
"Dear, I'm so scared! This uncle is too fierce." Leng Ruoxue appeared so scared that she kept burrowing into Freak's arms, her face full of fear.
"Don't be afraid! I will protect you." Freak hugged Leng Ruoxue tightly and comforted her.
"I'm not an uncle!" The man in black couldn't take it anymore. Damn it, what kind of gaze is that? Am I that old?
"Then you are an old man?" Leng Ruoxue probed cautiously.
"I'm not an old man either!" the man in black roared furiously. He was so angry that he had long forgotten that he was masked.
"Oh, so he's an oid fart who won't die," Leng Ruoxue said in realization.
